Friday, January 25, 2013

Dearest God,

In the spacious snowy monastery courtyard a single shiny red Christmas ball hangs from the snow-laden tree branch, a spot of red among the white and black.  I was taken aback as I stood looking out the window from the art gallery hallway.  I wondered if someone had forgotten to take all the baubles down after Christmas or whether it was intended to remain until the first blush of spring.

As I remained at the window taking in the awesome beauty and majesty of the monastery grounds, I thought how alike you are to the red ball.  You surprise us by providing something unexpected among the ordinary in life.  You draw our attention and we are titillated by what we see.  We gaze upon you while filling up with love, joy, faith, and peace.  Just like the scene of the red ball, I want to stay enjoying the gift and blessing of the surprise knowing who gave it.

Wondrous God,
thank you
for all
the gifts
you give us.
None are
far away.
All are
as close
as our
next breath.
Remind us
to watch,
to wait,
and to anticipate
your blessing.
Then fill us
with praise
for you,
our God.

Love, Andrea