Tuesday, January 26, 2010

My dearest God,

You opened the doors again revealing new truths, knowledge from on high. You shined your glorious light making clear what was once unclear, foggy and murky. You showed me heaven's story.

I got stuck on the story, my side of the story. I thought that's all there was. I really did. I wasn't trying to fool myself; I truly believed that was all there was, nothing more to see. But your divine radiance showed more, the rest of the story. And then there it was, the whole story. I was stunned, somewhat ashamed, sad and yet happy. My overriding prayer for a very long time has been for clarity, truth, wisdom and knowledge. In your divine hands you have brought me what I longed for.

To have a genuine life of faith you have made transparent the need to see my story in light of your story. My story must always be seen through the lens of heaven's story. And your story always includes a lavish loving grace, a desire for the truth, hope, goodness, and beauty. Coming to that awareness I revisited my story and found your light waiting for me. The shining glow opened me to pieces of the story I had missed. I simply could not see them.

Suddenly I was made aware of so much that I had not seen. With a fragile, wounded soul I guess I wasn't able. I drew conclusions, judgements based on only my side of the story, on my truth, my facts. But when clarity came as gift your light shone across the wide expanse of my mind, entering my soul, lighting my darkness. Like a gentle, tender grandmother rocking her first baby grandchild, you whispered your sacred story to me. Through my tears of joy, I realized there was more to tell.

Glorious and Loving God,
with your
benevolent, solicitous hands,
you replenish
weary souls
in search
of the truth.
You bestow
upon us
the joys
of heaven.
Even hurtful truths
of the past
undergo a metamorphosis
because you
have touched them.
On your way
to greet
hurting others,
you stop
by the
human heart
touching it
with the
warmth of summer.
What can
I say,
my God,
what can
I say
in thanksgiving?

Love, Andrea