Saturday, June 26, 2010

Dear God,

Last night we went to a barn to watch a production of Cinderella that was probably not the best production we have ever seen but the actors gave us a good evening of fun. There we were, my husband, daughter, two grandchildren and myself. As the play unfolded, periodically I would look to my right to see profiles of my granddaughters as they giggled and laughed at the characters and each other. I viewed my daughter as she chortled during the silly scenes with the amusing stepsisters. And then I turned to my left to watch my husband as his hands silently conducted the music that accompanied the comedy. Aware of our funny family, I swiftly turned once again to my two little girls who chuckled as they watched their grandfather. Inside myself I reveled in the moment recognizing what and who I have in my life.

There are those prized, treasured, priceless moments that occur each day touching my soul. I want to memorial them, frame them, and then hang them up for eternity. I want to replay the experience and relive the joy they give. I want to train my heart to bless others with that same kind of joy, the joy you alone offer.

O God,
creator of
all that
is good,
I wander
in the halls
of happy memories.
Moving from
room to room,
I count
the infinite number
of blessings
you have
given me.
I smile
praying that
the expression
on my face
conveys my appreciation
and love.

To you alone, Andrea