Friday, May 9, 2014

Dear God,

It looked dead.  The leaves were dry and brown.  I wondered about digging it up and throwing it away.  But then a tiny bit of green poked through the earth.  The plant lived through the winter and promises to survive and provide large pink blossoms.

Sometimes I make the mistake of believing something is dead and gone, impossible to live again.  I discount it and diminish possibilities barring the way for hope.  I leave no room for faith.  Often because of my attitude I miss the wondrous gift of grace.

Relationships bewilder me at times. If a relationship is not what I think it should be, when I am tired, distracted, or busy, I sometimes step back from it.  I distance myself from those who I may not really understand.  I may not give leeway for growth.  When I do so, I give permission for the relationship to grow dry and lifeless.  In time without change it could die.

Your amazing spirit coddles me when I am irascible encouraging me to change, to take another look, to allow for other considerations, and to reach for your hand to do the work a relationship requires.  When you turn me around letting me know you are truly present in my life, you give me opportunity to witness grace at work.  There are moments when I am so moved by your loving spirit that I rethink and make a decision to give it another go.

Loving God,
your ability
to transform
hearts, minds,
and spirits
is always
at work
reaching out
to us.
Although often
we do
not deserve
your attention,
you give it anyway.
You can raise
the dead
in so
many ways.
Thank you.

Always, Andrea