Sunday, March 10, 2013

Dearest God,

How hungry I am for you.  How I desire you above all else.  How thankful and blessed I am to know you.

As I reflect back upon this last week, two retreats, a gourmet meal prepared for friends dedicated to work in Kenya, an all-night stay at the hospital with a friend, and the diagnosis of an upper respiratory infection, I marvel at your kindness to keep steady my boat.  I consider the sights and sounds of your living presence made known in more ways than I can count.  Although very busy, bone weary, sleep deprived, and sick, I remember the gentle cradling, your loving hold on me as I attempted to be faithful.

How can I not praise you for your grace-filled mothering?  How can I not say thank you?  How can I not give the whole of myself to you for your purpose?

Blessed Lord,
Giver of All Good Gifts,
thank you
for the constancy
of your
living presence.
Thank you
for divine sightings
that remind me
to be grateful.
Thank you
for extending
to me
your sweet mercy.
Thank you,
Wondrous Savior,
for unmerited love.

Always, Andrea