Monday, December 29, 2014

Dear God,

My greatest Christmas gift did not come from underneath the Christmas tree.  It wasn't purchased from any store.  It was not expensive; in fact, it was free. 

I entered December in a hard place.  Nothing unfolded as I thought it might.  My guts wanted to spew my disappointment and anger.  I wanted to give up and turn away.  I wanted to toss out the month, move away, and start over.  But then your gift arrived, not in a beautifully wrapped package but in a still, small voice.  You spoke to me and you kept speaking.  Your message was clear.  Give faith a chance, you kept saying, give faith a chance.  I realized that meant for me to take a step back, close my mouth, and let you have an opportunity to work in every situation that was troubling.  You invited me not to make any rash decisions, to give you time to move, and to trust you for my own well being as well as those around me. 

For reasons far beyond my comprehension, I trusted you.  I listened.  I did what you told me to do.  I gave faith a chance and was not disappointed!

Wondrous God,
thank you
for gifts
not on
our list.
Thank you
for coming
to us
and offering us
the best gift
of all,
yourself.

Love always, Andrea