Thursday, August 2, 2012

Dear God,

As a light fog rolled in, I thought of you.  What I love about the fog is the way in which it covers up everything I can see giving me an opportunity to see only you.  I think of you stepping out of the fog and into my life where I can praise you throughout eternity.

This morning I count my blessings and they are so many.  I realize once again how many gifts you give, not the kind you can buy at the store, but the kind that have so great a value that you cannot purchase them.  I think of your loving forgiveness, of mercy and compassion, of grace and hope, and of sweet peace.  How many times have you immersed me in heaven's divine gifts, never because I earned them, but because they are free from your hand?

As my thoughts are of you this morning, I give thanks.  In my mind's eye I accept the invitation you offer to dance the dance of thanksgiving in the cosmos, you and I swirling and twirling, laughing and weeping among the stars.  What joy fills me!

Good and Gracious God,
thank you
for touching
the earth
this morning.
Thank you
for walking across
the bridge
from heaven
to earth.
Thank you
for meeting me
in joy.
I love you, Lord,
I love you.

Always and forever yours, Andrea