Wednesday, August 18, 2010

My dearest God,

We shared our stories, stories that shaped who we have become, who we are. We were strangers just weeks ago; now with shared stories, we are friends.

In this first real summer following my retirement, you have brought blessings, baskets full. You have brought beautiful New England days and nights. You have brought a happy home not only with new renovations to the house and yard, but to our weary souls. You have brought music, your song sung in many languages. You have brought renewed health and strength with which to share with new friends. You have brought joy, the kind that springs up from eternity.

As I wandered through my new friend's old cabin transformed into a magnificent architectural lake home and listened to her story, I found the link between us. Faith has a way of making friends.

Faith,
that wondrous,
rich heritage
of life
with you,
how wonderful,
dearest God.
Our pilgrimage together
has brought
new life,
new faith,
new friends,
new love,
new joy
to my existence
and today
I am singing
your praise.

Love, Andrea