Saturday, September 7, 2013

Dearest God,

This morning the air cool and the darkness just beginning to give way to the light, I wrapped up in an afghan, picked up my laptop, stepped out onto our small front porch, and sat down in one of my wicker chairs.  I listened to the quiet and watched as the sun slowly crept upward.  I drank in the air of refreshment.

A respite from tension building in our home as we wait for my husband's heart surgery, I thought of how good small moments with you are.  I thought of how you provide time and space to be alone together.  You are good that way.

I typed away revealing my feelings to you.  For me the time was like Holy Communion.  I didn't need the elements to let me know I was taking you in.  I prayed and gave thanks.

Merciful God,
spiritual breaks
give life.
They open us
to bigger pictures
when our
small picture
becomes way
too small.
Thank you
for your
tender loving care.

Always, Andrea