Friday, August 20, 2010

My dearest God,

My friend had wanted to go to the ocean this morning but she was just not up to it so I went alone. I carried my camera allowing the small viewer to tell me the story of heaven. As I walked along the shoreline at high tide, I looked for signs and I was not disappointed.

I clicked one picture and then another finding in my small view heart stones, rock, driftwood and seaweed bunched up like a heart. I gazed into the skies and smiled as I realized one does not have to look far to know your closeness.

As I collected the subjects of my pictures and placed them in my pockets, my sweatpants started slipping downward. I must have picked up 40 samples and they were steadily growing heavier. I had to keep hiking up my pants to keep them from falling. And then I thought: Isn't that just like God daily pouring so much love into my pockets!

How playful
you are,
dear God,
filling my pockets
with eternity.
I always feel
the love
heaven has
to offer.
You are glorious
and wonderful
and so responsive
to every need.
Keep my
eyes open
so I
won't miss
all that heaven
has to give.

With gratitude, Andrea