Saturday, July 31, 2010

My dearest God,

Riding high in the sky still battling a remnant fear of flying, I draw close in reflection. I recount the wondrous adventure you have led me on especially the last couple of years. With a thankful heart I remember the process of shedding the old skin that no longer fit my existence. I recall the days when I came to the realization that the skin I was wearing was getting tighter and tighter. Becoming more and more uncomfortable, I watched as the skin wore thinner and thinner, seemingly dying in some places. I remember parts of it flaking off, no longer providing me with the protection I thought I needed. Afraid, I looked to you to help guide me as I entered the no-going-back zone. The "chamber" was at the same time both familiar and unfamiliar. In the ever-growing new path I trusted you to push and pull me forward. When I emerged I said goodbye to my former home only after I had uttered hello to my new.

While I have found the process of change sometimes lengthy, scary and overwhelming, each time I have been aware that I was never alone. I was able to look around finding you suddenly and surely with me. With a tight hold, perhaps even a death grip on my part, you dislodged me from former locations knowing that my future was bright with promise if I could but trust you to move me along the road of faith. That trust has led me on a metamorphic wild ride resulting in something beautiful, miraculous and full of joy.

Magnificent and Amazing God,
there are moments
in time
when I pause
to consider
your greatness,
your compassion
and mercy.
I never fail
to gaze upon
your glory
knowing you are
the power,
the force behind
the grand journey
of transformation.
And what
do I do
but sing you
a song
of thanksgiving
and praise;
for you are God
and there is
none like you.

Love always, Andrea