Sunday, January 5, 2014

Dear God,

Today your living spirit met us at the "altar" in the living room.  With blowing snow and frigid weather conditions our visiting Maine friends, my husband and I shared in worship at home because the roads were full of snow and it was too dangerous to go outside.  It was so much fun gathering songs, putting together Holy Communion, selecting scripture readings, and giving thought to questions for our common meditation. When I lighted the votive candle atop the olive wood nativity scene, our hearts quieted as we ushered ourselves into your loving presence.

I heard your voice as Jerry read Psalm 84.  A true man of faith, I listened for your message as he read.  And then Beryl when she read the Epiphany story contained in Matthew...King Herod, the wise men, the star, the journey, and the discovery of the savior, how beautiful to hear the voice of one so committed to you.  But it was in our offering of those who shared the gift of Jesus with us during our lifetime when I realized again what gifts those people are who bear the Son of God and give you to us.

As we held hands and prayed the Lord's prayer we heard one simple voice, the one voice we all wanted to hear.  We offered up the cup and the bread and gave it to one another and then listened to Psalm 111 and prayed once more.  We each and all sensed the gift of your Holy Spirit blessing us.  Our worship lasted a good long time because our hearts were intertwined with heaven's own.

Thank you,
Great God,
for the gift
of worship,
for friends
of faith,
and for sharing
that turns hearts
in your direction.
I am grateful,
so very grateful.
Thank you.

Love, Andrea