Tuesday, March 9, 2010

My dearest God,

A nighttime reflection came to me as a person asked me a simple question: How was your day today? I thought back upon the last several hours and then rattled off my impression of the day I had just lived. I was blessed I told him.

How was I blessed by you, my dear God? My doctor is going exploring once again to determine why my body is growing weaker. The sun shone. I visted my last church before retirement. I got to see the new building. I ran into a friend there and we had an opportunity to chat. I carried in bags of clothing and household items for an inner city mission. I was able to complete my work where I was hired to paint some chairs. I spent time with my daughter looking at some kitchen renovation ideas. My bed was warm in my cold bedroom. I finished my novel. I shared a little time with two grandchildren. Two other elementary school children, two of my daughter's after-school child care, asked if they could call me grandma like my granddaughters. My oldest daughter called to thank me for her birthday gift and to say yes to stay at my home this weekend. Overall, it was a blessed day.

The lens
through which
I look
is not cloudy
or distorted.
I see
my day unfolding
and I
find you
in the midst.
In small
things,
teeny or large,
you are present
pointing out
the goodness
in my
daily life.
I am grateful
to you,
Wondrous Creator,
Comforter and Friend.

Love, Andrea