Thursday, November 3, 2011

Dearest God,

I felt the tug, the draw, the nudge and I heard the whisper, the call, the urging to come. When the prioress opened the door and I walked in, I wanted to say I'm home. Why is it, Lord? What is it about the monastic faith, life, and practice that touches and inspires my heart so deeply?

As we sang the psalms together, I whispered back, "Write the psalms upon the walls of my soul, O God, so that I might awaken each morning singing them to you." Those gathered are women who said yes to you. They chose you above all else. By staying in community with others who have affirmed the same call, daily they continue to choose you. They inspire me. They call to the deepest place in my soul. They awaken my spiritual senses challenging me to love and serve you more.

When the service concluded and I stood and bowed to the altar, words of inspiration came to me and I uttered them back to you. When I shared my "Christ sighting" with my colleague in our covenant group setting, I spoke from the light that was shining within me. I smiled the smile of contentment, of joy, and of gratitude. I still do.

Most Gracious and Loving God,
may the
heavens erupt
in praise.
May all
your people
celebrate your goodness,
your grace,
and your love.
No one travels
so deeply
with me
like you,
Great Wise One,
no one.
May all
my days
be spent
loving you.

Always, Andrea