Thursday, June 2, 2011

Dearest God,

My dad would have been 87 years old today. I talked with his twin brother to wish him a happy birthday. He is the last of four sons born to my grandparents. How I adored them all.

It seems time has sweetened the memories. I've decided the human mind determines what to remember and what to surrender particularly as we age. I want to be able to bring to mind the joys of family get togethers, the hugs, the celebrations, and sharing together our life journeys.

I've been particularly blessed with joy in my life. So many times you have swept over me bringing me heaven's gifts. Each one had your name on it.

As I look at each day as a gift, you give me the opportunity to pause, to reflect, to give thanks, and sing your praise.

To you
I give
my heartfelt thanksgiving.
You alone
are worthy
of praise.

Love, Andrea