Saturday, January 15, 2011

Dearest God,

It has been three long years since I last wrote a retreat, three years since I visited the annals of heaven. During that period I allowed my soul to lay fallow as I took in the spiritual nourishment of grace, healing, hope, love, faith, restoration and renewal. Literally heaven opened its doors to me. It's felt like being served daily at eternity's banquet table, receiving the bread and wine of heaven. I heard the angels sing and sensed the presence of saints all around me. I lived in the middle of the most lavish love I have ever known. Not because I earned it or was worthy of it, you simply drew me in.

I can't begin to fully understand grace or eternity or love or even for that matter faith as it enters my being. I can't completely comprehend the awesome beauty of such wonders or why you come to me, touch and transform me.

As I reflect back over the last 36 months I discover the amazing number of signs and symbols you left in the wake of my sleep and subsequent awakening. I see the reminders of your presence, of your love, compassion, comfort, and mercy. I look in every direction and I am able to sense your powerful hand at work in human history. I see the invisible working through the visible. I hear the voice of heaven singing your praise, raining down upon the human population giving hope, power, courage, strength and joy. I can't explain it or describe it. I just know you visited me and remained at my side.

As I write my retreat joy runs through my pages. Heaven pops up and eternity sings.

Guide my writing,
Dearest and Wonderful God,
let your truths
be known,
your joys be felt,
your challenges accepted,
and your love embraced.

Love always, Andrea