Sunday, June 24, 2012

Dear God,

"What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bare.  What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer."  We sang the familiar song during the hymn sing at church. It was the first Sunday in eight weeks I was able to sing in the choir loft because I had been too ill to join them.  When I sang, I was professing my faith and trust in you.  I was feeling the joy of healing and hope but also the wonderful gift of a deep spirit connection with you as I faced a difficult time with my health.  My whole heart was full of devotion and praise for you!

I have learned so many life lessons from you.  When I am open, when I am aware, when I am sensitive to your spirit's movement in human history and my own in particular, I am a different person.  I see things through your eyes.  I am happy.  I am trusting.  I am blessed.  I am a blessing to others.  I recognize your inner workings in the human soul, in nature, and in wondrous acts of mystery and miracle.  And when given the opportunity, I sing my appreciation.

When someone asked about my recent health issues, I thanked them for their kind prayers of encouragement.  But I also mentioned how dark times or at least difficult times give me a chance to increase my faith, to trust you more, to surrender my fears, and to walk in grace.  Surely, I was sharing your story and I was thankful.

Holy God,
Master of the Cosmos,
Helper of the Helpless,
thank you,
thank you
for loving compassion.
Thank you
for your
living story
that inspires
and challenges.
Thank you
for the privilege
of singing
your song.

Love, Andrea