Friday, November 2, 2012

Dearest God,

No one can give hope like you can, Great Comforter.  When hope is gone, vanished, a certain kind of paralysis sets in.  Nothing functions right.  There is a basic stoppage.  Even breathing takes great effort.  Despair takes over like a robber in the night.  But when a tiny light reveals itself  in the deep darkness, hope emerges breaking down the whole process of hopelessness.  Anyone who has experienced it knows you are the source of hope.

This afternoon I spoke with a person whose life at times has been marked by hopelessness and despair. When difficult times challenged her, she would fall into that dark black hole.  Today when we talked, she shared another tough situation taking place right now but I noticed she was different.  She remained buoyed up in hope trusting you to take care of what she cannot.

I am amazed by your tender efforts to help us.  You come like a gentle, cool breeze, on a hot, humid day.  You breathe your own spirit upon us giving us relief from our pain and sorrow.  As we suck in your life-giving presence, hope races through us at incomparable speeds.  And we live again.

Mighty God,
Compassionate Friend,
thank you
for your
merciful care.
Thank you
for your
loving grace
that breathes
new life
into us.
Daily teach us
to turn
to you
in times
of darkness
and light,
in sorrow
and joy,
in hopelessness
and hopefulness.
Show us how
to always remain
at your side,
I pray.

Love, Andrea