Saturday, August 25, 2012

Dear God,

There is a sweetness that comes when we follow you.  Around us the sights and scenes allure us to draw closer to your living presence.  We see things we never imagine seeing.  We hear the sound of your grace-filled wind that blows gently upon us.  We feel its embrace.  We always know we are home there.

As I continue to work in the woods, I feel like your handmaiden.  I can pray, sing, and even dance.  In fact as I cut away the last nasty scrub rose stalk, I saw the open woods for the first time.  And you know what I did?  I stood back in the yard, raised my hands outward, looked toward heaven and yelled, "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!"  Although no human was nearby to celebrate with me, I suspect they heard my proclamation of praise.

Kind and Loving God,
thank you
for trusting me
to partner
with you
in creating
a sacred space.
Thank you
for faith
that helps
me see
the design.
Thank you
for strength
to do
your will.
Thank you
for joy
when it comes
in serving you.

Love always, Andrea