Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Dear God,

So many gifts you have rained down upon me not because I was worthy or special but because you are the god of blessing.

I used to do the same thing over and over and over again getting the same result at the end. Every time I was sad, disappointed, disturbed and frustrated. I guess I thought something different would happen. It never did.

But then you interrupted my world. You tipped it over allowing the pieces of my life to slide. That's when your spirit breeze picked up twirling and swirling the delicate fragments of a life gone sour. For a long time I lived with remnants, feeling afraid, tormented and anguished. Yet remarkably I did not disappear. You selectively began to put me back together again in a brand new beautiful way. Your loving grace held me like a mama holds her newborn for the first time. You sang healing into my soul. You fashioned me with hope like none I had seen before. You whispered encouragement, sprinkled me with joy and created a path that would always lead me to you. You not only saved my soul; you gave me the promise of each new day.

It was when I observed my husband's profile in the car as I drove home that this truth came to me once again and I gave thanks.

What more
can I say
to you,
Heavenly Father?
What more
can I give
to you
to show
my appreciation?
Unlock the door
to gratitude,
Wondrous God,
so I
may discover
new ways
to thank you.

Love, Andrea