Saturday, July 26, 2014

My dearest God,

You invite us into the spiritual deep to speak to us, to listen to our woes, and to teach us lessons of faith. As we open the doors to our soul, such refreshment meets us.

Remember our time together at Taize, France?  Joining in the gathering of people from around the world touched a deep place within me, hungry people coming together to hear your song and to learn how to sing themselves.  Music of the spirit penned in heaven itself touches, heals, helps, and inspires.  The Taize community set up to draw every kind of person offers us holy opportunities to sing your song.  And when we do, aaah, we touch heaven's gate.

Even as I write, I am listening and singing the song of faith.  How glorious!  And how blessed to be afforded the chance to sing with you and other hungry for your spirit.

You are God;
there is none
like you.
Every day
I find blessing
knowing you
have given us
the gift
of the
new day.
To hear
your song early
and late
as I lay
my head
upon the pillow,
I know
you will sing it
all night long.
You give blessing
even as
we sleep.
Wondrous God,
my heart is yours.

Love, Andrea