Saturday, August 10, 2013

Dear God,

Today while picking blueberries in a farm field, you spoke directly to my fear.  You said to me, "What is faith if you hold on to the mainland while traveling to the island?"  I realized I had to face my fear of riding in a boat in the open ocean.  For some this is no fear at all.  For me it is real.

What I know most about me is I want a genuine faith that is continually tried and refined in order to be polished for you.  I want to follow you.  I want to make real what I believe.  I want to trust you more than anything in my life.

Thank you for the whispering on a cool, sunny Maine morning!

Teach me
to trust you
in all things,
O Lord.
Show me
the way
to an
authentic faith.
I love you.

Always, Andrea