Saturday, November 6, 2010

Dearest God,

People came; they came to our art fair. We had spent a good deal of time creating items to sell as gifts for Christmas, wooden chairs, stained glass, designer aprons, recently published cookbooks, contemplative note cards, soup, beverage, and dessert mixes, jewelry and hooked rugs, to name a few. Nice people came.

One thing I noticed, dear God, it was fun offering free hot apple cider and friendly hospitality. It felt good to welcome persons to our mini Christmas experience. Each time someone walked into the front room, I felt a sense of your spirit at work. Sometimes a warm welcome led someone to share a tiny slice of their life with us. I think the Christmas music softened hearts toward that dramatic event so long ago yet so fresh every season. It seemed as important to me to talk and listen to people as it was to make sales. I liked that.

Throughout the day my sister who was our artist seamstress and I remembered earlier years together. We laughed and teased. How fun it was to fill the rooms with laughter and joy. A couple of friends came and together we shared how faith has been at work changing our lives. How glorious to give credit where credit is due you.

Perhaps it was the music or the friendship or the hot cider or frosties all over the place or the beautiful items we had made or maybe it was you in our presence that made the day a lovely one.

Thank you,
Gracious and Loving God,
for your
marvelous presence.
Thank you
for bringing people together
to revel
in life.
Thank you
for your
over-flowing fountain
of joy
that spills over
from one person
to another.
Thank you,
dearest God,
for you.

Love, Andrea