Wednesday, June 16, 2010

My dearest God,

Staying in my children's homes, playing with grandchildren and talking with my daughters makes apparent your great love. Watching the little ones pray, thinking about others and being kind opens doors to my own heart. Why would I not want to spend more and more time with them?

How can we know your loving presence at times without a human contact? Oh, I can easily observe you in a sunrise or sunset, a blooming spring flower, a gray rainy day or the birth of color in the fall. But sometimes beautiful moments with you come when I see love alive through another person.

Last year I lived with my children a few weeks at a time when my world was crashing. They welcomed me with wide-spread arms. They gave me my own key and bedroom. They drew me to their table, fed me, encouraged me and prayed for me. Every time I came through the door, they smiled when they saw me. And every time I felt that I was in your presence.

I believe the genius of faith is the process of witnessing the divine in ordinary daily events. I believe you are revealed every day in a multitude of ways. I believe you kiss the earth and all of your children every morning and every night. Throughout the day you speak, telling us stories of creation which by the way occur daily. You unfold the sacred through relationships when one person cares for another. You bless us as we act morally, ethically and with high standards. You forgive us when we drop low. You pour mercy upon us when our hearts are robbed, our souls are depleted and our minds are confused. When decisions are made by leaders to better our lives I know you have visited us.

As I write you I am filled with gratitude.

Who can outlove you,
O God?
Who can
give as much
as you?
Who can touch
and inspire us
more than you?
How can
I express
my earnest thanksgiving?

Love, Andrea