Saturday, November 5, 2011

Dear God,

As I peered out the dining hall window at the retreat center in the early morning, I gazed upon the wavy pink lines on the horizon. I stepped closer to get a better view. I was mesmerized by the magnificent beauty so present in the skies. It was as if an artist's brush had colored the sky teasing my eye to look up. And so I did.

Perhaps it was because I was home at the Sisters of St. Joseph. Maybe it was the quiet morning so pregnant with possibilities. Or perchance it was a holy moment waiting for my response.

Although I am convinced daily that you are present in human life, there are those occasions when time pauses, the clock stops ticking, and I am enabled to see a still shot of glory. My spirit is drawn to a place more wondrous than my current location. In such instances I feel the rush of warmth to my heart; I suddenly have an overflow of love and gratitude. My eyes fill with wonderment and appreciation and I want to express my heartfelt feelings for you. Although the sisters would have accepted my spontaneous desire to dance, I held back and simply said thank you over and over again.

Instill within me
the desire
to love you
more and more.
Make me ready
to hear
the slightest whisper
of your voice
and to catch
the smallest movement
of your spirit.
I don't want
to miss anything,
dear Lord.
Thank you
for the
sacred space,
the holy moment
with you.

Love, Andrea