Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Dear God,

Heaven's angels began the singing at the start of the day and they concluded at the end of the day.  My whole day was filled with music, music that invited me in to tarry with you and all the faithful. I had traveled first to the monastery for a morning of faithful sharing and lastly to church for choir rehearsal.  In both cases the music transcended earth for a bit of heaven.

How is it that such transformations are possible?  How does the earth give up its pull for heaven's drawing power?  I can't possibly guess how it happens; I just know it does.

The Advent season with you is such a special, beautiful time because I am expectant.  I anticipate the sights and sounds of eternity.  I am hopeful knowing your promises are true.  You knock on the doors that are open to you.  How grateful to you I am for visiting me early in my life.

Let me sing your praise!

Glorious God,
thank you
for treasured moments
that profoundly speak
of heaven's joy.
Thank you
for your
living presence
that continually
reminds us
you are
with us.
Direct us
to heaven's doors
so we
may enter
and be transformed
by love's
divine power,
I pray.

Love, Andrea