Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Dearest God,

Our home looked so good when we arrived tonight. I was flooded with memories of our purchase nearly seven years ago. Our hard work had paid off. We felt its welcome when we put the key in the lock and turned. As we stepped inside, I felt all the love we built into every wall, ceiling, and floor upstairs, downstairs, and in the middle. It was good to be home.

Years ago I longed for home. I thought if I bought my grandmother's home upon her death, I would be home. When I considered turning my home into a retreat center, I imagined being home. When we bought this Victorian home, I was sure I would find home. But you taught me a valuable lesson when you reminded me that home is a life with you. It is not a place, a happening, an experience, a city, town, or a designated space. Home is a relationship with you, an abiding, loving partnership where we walk and talk together always keeping in mind that we are not equals, rather a father and daughter, a parent and child, God the divine and Andrea the human.

When I acknowledge my home with you, I can feel comfortable, confident, secure, and at peace wherever I am, no matter where I reside, visit, or travel. I am always at home when I am with you.

O God,
Source of Love and Relationship,
thank you
for the gift
of home.
Teach me
to belong
wherever I am,
expressing gratitude
for the connection
you have
made possible.

Love, Andrea