Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Dear God,

Together we shared our concerns, worries, and woes.  Just among the four of us, we lifted up a young son-in-law recently diagnosed with stage 4 cancer, a member of us with diabetes, glaucoma and a wound that won't heal, a hurting grandchild, a broken family, a wounded church, and a frightened nation.  And yet, in the midst of our sorrow, we watched and listened as seeds of faith were sown among us.  We lifted up faith as the great healer.  We gave praise to the One whose love is larger than any sadness we faced.  We blessed one another with heaven's joy!

O Lord, it seems that sorrow and joy are sown together like the seed story in the bible.  Weeds invariably spring up choking and threatening us along the way.  Yet, in the midst of the weeds there is the flower, the food of heaven.  As we eat from your hand, our hunger is fed and our eyes rise again to heaven.

Blessed God,
thank you
for nourishing us
right where
we are.
Thank you
for the food
of eternity.
Thank you
for lifting us up
and lighting
the way
to that
which dwells
among us.

Love, Andrea