Thursday, November 11, 2010

My dear God,

I am behind in my writing. I have not been faithful every day to stay current in both my writing and spending the first precious hour of the day with you. So I am left with remembering, trying to call to mind the significant moments of a day that happened the day before, two days before and sometimes even three. I am sorry.

I am living in chaos, not the emotional kind but rather the one where my house is literally turned upside down. We are renovating two rooms, the basement and the screened in porch. Right now stuff is stuffed everywhere stuff usually is not. My desk is in the hall. My art supplies (stained glass, sewing, cards, Christmas bags, and pictures are in a variety of strange places like the dining room, living room, kitchen and my car. I can't even unload my auto of art fair stuff because I have nowhere to place the items. I have plastic boxes of all shapes and sizes in the basement waiting to transfer items from the garage into boxes that will be placed inside the closet that I am having to completely clean out because we need to put 47 years plus 21 years of ministry into it. I am sorting, organizing, pitching, putting into garage sale boxes and boxing up items to put in the attic that we are also cleaning out in order to put stuff from the garage and closet in it. Whew!

The one thing that keeps me sane is knowing you are the one constant in my life. Your presence is apparent to me each day. How do I know? Well, the sun comes up in the same place every dawn. The moon appears in the same place every night. I know the sun either bright shining or hidden above gray clouds is right overhead at noon. I know that fall will follow summer and summer will follow spring and spring will follow winter. I know that love does not die overnight and that the darkness still has to give way to the light. I know that hope exists; otherwise, why would anyone rise to begin their day. I take great comfort knowing you remain in place 24/7; you are in each teeny atom. There is no place where you are not.

And so, sitting among my chaos, I breathe in, trying to filter out the dust of five months when we were gone knowing that all is well, just as it always is with you.

God, you are
full of grace.
You must
look at
your children
and wonder
why we
put ourselves
in the places
we do.
Thanks for
not holding it
against us.
Thank you
for daily reminders
of your presence,
like the
sweet scent
of love,
hope and faith.
Believe me,
I am
eternally grateful.
I'll try
to do better
with my
early morning hours
with you.

Love, Andrea