Monday, December 28, 2015

Dearest God,

How good it is to come to you first thing in the morning.  How good to listen for your voice, to dwell in your presence, and to quiet myself for you. How good, O Lord, how good.

As the lights twinkle on the tree just to my left in the living room and to my right outside on the patio, I think of you and the reason for putting up Christmas lights.  When I look into the faces of my children and grandchildren, pictures sitting on my desk in front of me, I count my blessings and think of you and your many gifts.  When I look up at the homemade wire and simple symbols of the cosmos made by Catholic sisters in Illinois, I think of you and breathe in joy.  When I look at my bible and devotion book waiting to be read after writing, I think of you and faith, its beauty, its grace, and its wisdom.  When I look at the picture of a smiling Pope Francis, his hand upstretched toward the light, I think of you and your love.  When I look at the stand-up calendar entitled, Treasures and Truths of a Hope-filled Life given to me by my covenant group member, I think of you and the wonder of faith, devotion, and trust.  When I look at my scribbled calendar before me, I think of you and the gift of health you have given me to live my life meaningfully.  When I listen to the faint sounds of a Christmas tune playing on the clock in the entryway, I think of you and the song of faith at Christmas.  As I look all around me, I see you, dear God, because each thing directs me to you.

Living God,
thank you
for faith
that always
leads me
to you.
I am blessed.
Thank you
for the blessings.

Love, Andrea