Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

My dearest God,

What happens when the impossible is asked of you? How do you respond? How do you maintain yourself while defending your own inability to do the impossible?

How difficult it is to change something that can't be changed! How frustrating it is to be asked to do something that can't be done even when you wish you could do it.

There seem to be some things in life that are not possible no matter what the circumstances. Like asking a leopard to give up their spots or making a white person black. What do you do at such times?

I realize that life is not always filled with possibilities. Some things can't be done; however, you have shown me how important it is to maintain one's own self value and worth in the midst of such asking. You have taught me to trust in you for all things. Like all other humans I am not a miracle worker. I cannot change nature. Yet how I conduct myself is under my control. I can maintain my own person and be loving and understanding when the impossible is asked of me.

I remember times in the church when seemingly the impossible was expected. I would look at all the angles and work to find an entrance into the problem and the solution. I would pray and maintain my own self while searching for answers. There were those moments when a miracle arrived on the scene. I could hardly take credit for what happened when heaven rained down upon us.

Learning to turn myself over into your hands is one of my life challenges. Taking hold of your outstretched hand in the very beginning of any difficulty is pivotal to a life of faith. While my life's greatest goal is to be faithful, I may opt to be unfaithful when being asked to trust you wholly. When I am finally able to give in, to let go of the pressure to conform, to walk in step with you, impossible things begin to happen not because I did them but because you changed the circumstances.

Teach me
to trust you
every moment
of every day.
Give to me
the sweet spirit
of love
and faith,
one that knows
the maker,
the creator,
the one who
makes all things new.
Mould my words
using heaven's language
that I
may know
the divine signal
of faith.
Keep my hand
in yours
so that
I will not
lose my way.

Love, Andrea