Monday, March 7, 2011

Dear God,

I have been anticipating with great joy my 2,000th letter to you. There was so much I wanted to say but I lost track of the days. This morning I realized I'd already written it.

Today I went back to the first letter I wrote you on September 6, 2005. On that day I asked for a birthing in my soul as I went on a pilgrimage, a journey to find you.

So much has happened since that day more than five years ago. As I allow my own mind to wander the halls of my memory, I am filled with wonderment. What an odyssey we have been on together. I realize I'm simply a spiritual vagabond on an adventure leading to eternity.

Some days as I write in the early mornings I'm not sure who is really writing the daily letter. I know my fingers are on the keyboard but the words being typed aren't mine. And most days I am aware of a spirit breeze blowing upon me. I'm not certain who the letter is really for, you or me. Yet, every time I write, I know that the moments we share are ours alone. You draw me in; for whatever reason, you draw me in and we talk, share. You listen as I cry out in pain, in suffering, sorrow, doubt or fear. But equally you are with me as I celebrate victories over darkness and death, as I triumph over fear during difficult challenges and as I shout my praises when I surrender old baggage grabbing hold of new revelations and insights you afford me.

How many times on this glorious journey have you taken my hand inviting me into eternity's dance and we leapt from planet to planet deeper and further into the cosmos, laughing and rejoicing in your spirit? How many times?

I did not know, could not know back then what an intentional journey with you would look like as I moved from my middle to my later years. Only you, Gracious God, know how much gratitude is stored in my heart just for you.

Our days together
have been plentiful,
filled with
spiritual opportunities
of so many kinds.
You have opened
the heavens
for me
and rescued me
from the bowels
of hell.
I have
been blessed,
so very blessed
by your
constant loving presence.

Forever yours, Andrea