Monday, October 3, 2011

Dear God,

Like a rapid wildfire, so often your spirit moves from one person to another. Only instead of destruction and devastation there is an eruption of hope, faith, and joy. I've observed it in church, in family, and in retreats. One person experiences the breath of your spirit and suddenly it captures another until all are held by the warmth of your presence.

Such moments bring a kind of euphoria to me. When I observe the serenity and happiness it affords, it always directs me to you. To you, Lovely God, whose radiant fire outbreaks spark goodness, beauty, and jubilation.

When I see a downcast face and sense a lostness in another person, I want to give to them my own faith's enthusiasm. I want to rid them of the dark places where light seems not able to penetrate. I want creation's fortune to enter, opening doors and windows to the human heart. I want to help set the soul free.

What is the secret to passing on the hope of the ages?

Almighty and Powerful God,
tender hearted
and full
of mercy,
how do
we cleanse
hearts and souls
of grievous suffering?
Teach us,
Lord of Life,
how to ease
the pain
of the world.

Love, Andrea