Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Dear God,

You made love to stretch and grow.  You made love durable and strong because sometimes it is kicked around, pierced, or rejected.  You made love to hold us during stormy times.  You made love to flow like a running stream to keep it fresh and ever new.  You made love to tell the world we are beloved children of the Heavenly Father.

There are difficult moments in life when we feel forgotten, lost, or lonely.  We wonder if we count for anything.  But then something will strike us and we feel touched by love's presence, its compassion and kindness, its hope, and its healing power.  That kind of love is divine, sacred, made of the stuff of heaven.

On this third day of Advent I think of the infinite number of times your love has touched me, my family, friends, parishioners, neighbors, and strangers.  I hear stories.  I see signs. I taste the sweetness of unmerited grace.  I touch the holy and know love has placed its hand on me or others. As I walk the wondrous journey of Advent, I reflect upon love's touch, its power, and its presence.

Blessed God,
thank you
for love
that endures forever.
Your love
never ends.
It is
for all;
regardless,
your love
is for all
and we
are exceedingly grateful!

Love, Andrea