Sunday, November 18, 2012

Dearest God,

An hour to dwell in your home is better than a day anywhere else!  Who else offers beauty, joy, comfort, refuge, peace, fellowship, love, and faith?  No one but you, O God.

Every Sunday I am drawn to worship in your church because of your rich offerings.  I go because I make myself wide open to you, to your challenge, your pointed questions, and your grace.  I listen, I look, I anticipate a movement of your spirit in my life.  Sometimes it happens as I drive to church.  Sometimes it occurs during the music, the prayers, the scripture reading, or the spoken word.  Sometimes you come in the quiet, stirring my soul.  But always you come.

But the greatest joy that emerges is not necessarily my own "conversion" but rather the knowledge that you are at work in all our lives at the same time.  Regardless of spiritual condition, economic background, race, emotional steadiness, or any other situation, you visit each one of us.  We may not be aware of what is taking place with someone else but perhaps that is better because we all have our own personal experience with you.  While one is experiencing healing, another may be gaining an insight.  As one person finds release, another is being challenged.  When one grabs hold of trust, another breathes in peace.

Visiting your household of faith is always a gift and a blessing because we are assured of your living presence.

Thank you
for all
your gifts,
your blessings,
and your graces.
A life
with you
is the
best gift
of all.

Love always, Andrea