Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My dearest God,

Can one simple, uncomplicated human call for a cosmic celebration? Want to hear more? Here's my question, Lord: Is it possible for a whole people to celebrate your wondrous mysteries when a mystery unfolds into reality? Shouldn't we? Couldn't we?

I slept nine hours last night. Wow, that's a lot for me. When I awakened, I put on my outdoor clothes and went to work in the garden. I labored for two hours and twenty minutes. I cut back oriental grasses, ripped out the remnants of Autumn's beauty, plucked weeds and raked leaves. I have a great big pile of debris on my patio. I did it all by myself. After months of exhaustion, weakness in my body and need for rest, I actually had energy to do what I love.

Now lest you think I am requesting a celebration for my own achievement, let me clarify. As I worked this morning, a smile spread across my face. Every time I discovered new growth among the leaves and fallen grass, I grinned. When I realized my body muscles had strength to pull a nasty, deeply rooted, unwanted weed, I would shout out, "Yes, Lord, yes Lord, yes, yes Lord!" When buds were uncovered and I saw nature's spring beauty, I cried, "Thank you, Lord, thank you, thank you!"

You see, Great Creator, I want the celebration party because I believe you make all things possible, even the impossible. Out of the midst of weakness, you provide strength. Out of disappointment, you bring forgiveness. Out of sorrow, you offer joy. You are the author of new life. Anything, anyone can be resurrected. You are the power behind everything good.

This morning I realized one more time that you are to be celebrated again and again. My experience these last few hours was not about me at all. It was all about you! You, Lord, you! Anytime, anywhere, such revelation calls for merrymaking, a commemoration of your divine activity in the world. What I know more than anything else is that you alone are the source of true life. And the knowledge of that alone signals gaiety upon the part of the many who recognize it. Today I celebrate you!

How wondrous
you are,
Mighty and
Beautiful God!
I honor you
and all
you do.
You have
my love
and adoration
for you are
my God!

Love, Andrea