Monday, May 14, 2012

My dearest God,

I discovered again trusting you brings hope, peace, and strength.  Your love reveals itself when we are sick, afraid, or down and out.  As we determine whether or not to ask for help from you, you show yourself to us.  It may be a scene, a wave of comfort, a word, a scripture reading, a song, an unexpected helpful hand.or a prayer that suddenly shows us we are not alone in our troubles.  You speak warm words from the heart that soothe the weary soul.

I arose more confident yesterday after the endocrine spell days earlier when my body systems started shutting down and my energy quickly drained from my body.  As I rested, giving my body its much needed rest, I trusted you instead of worrying.  I knew it would not be an easy time and I would not be able to do anything but rest.  Although another spell occurred when I was already without energy from the first one, I soon realized that your living presence was with me.  I did not have to fear because you were with me.

One of the many life lessons you have taught me is learning to turn to you early when I am in trouble.  Why wait?  Why try other methods of coping when you are the source of solace, love, faith, healing, and joy?  Why waste time trying other ways when nothing can ease or give relief like you.

Through the years I have made mistakes thinking I was enough to get myself through hard times.  I pushed through aches and pains, disappointment, sorrow, and despair. I resisted reaching out.  I thought if I kept going, I could will myself to get better.  All I really did was push myself into deeper trouble.  In the end crushed, bruised, and broken, I fell at your feet apologizing again and again.  But like always you greeted me, the prodigal child, and you made me feel as though I was your favorite.  Who can resist that?

Comforting God,
thank you
for grace
that reminds us
who we
truly are,
children of
the Living God.
Thank you
for hope
that opens
the door
to courage,
faith, and strength.
Thank you
for love
that starts
the whole process.

Always, Andrea