Monday, July 7, 2014

Dear God,

There we were three silly ladies laughing and giggling in the open-air tent.  I had promised my granddaughters we would sleep out and they were delighted to slide into their sleeping bags.  It was while we read our books when one of the girls said how sweet the air was.  That started us on a conversation about how grateful we are for Maine air, the smell of the sea and salt.

How often do we give thanks for the air we breathe?  How often do we say thank you for anything? 

Teach us
to be grateful
for life's
many gifts.
Thank you especially
for the
living air
we breathe.
Without it,
we would perish.
Thank you,
Gracious God,
for loving us
to life.

Love always, Andrea