Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Dearest God,

As I was walking into the grocery under the gray clouds of rain, a stranger spoke up, "What a gray and dreary day. Don't you think?" I responded, "Every day is a good day. I love even a gray day." He replied, "That's good."

A couple of times we ran into one another in the aisles. I finally told him I thought we were destined to wish each other a good day. He smiled and said, "I think you're right."

You have taught me to consider every person as an encounter with you. You have showed me that every man, woman, teen, or child is a gift from you. Although we may know nothing about each other, the chance presents itself to us to offer a good word. When the lines of the man's mouth moved up from a frown to a smile, I knew I was seeing you.

Thank you
for a
brief moment
with you.
Thank you
for joy
on a
gray day.
Thank you
for conscious awareness.

Love, Andrea