Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Dear God,

We come before your presence every Wednesday morning.  We wait on you in holy silence knowing you always have a word for us.  We never leave wanting.

This morning our covenant group gathered by our phones since we are many miles apart.  We dialed the number that allows us to be in one room together.  We greeted one another with joy because we hear in each other's voice the gentle voice of God.

As I poured out my heart, my concerns for struggling grandchildren, their sorrow and pain, I felt your steady hand upon me.  I remembered promises of tender care, constant presence, and blessed hope and I asked that I might be patient in holy waiting, waiting for healing, waiting for help, waiting for change.  Then I heard the story of Simeon and Anna, those faith-filled, dedicated, and devout believers who waited for years for the appearance of the savior.  I felt my own heart lifted as I grabbed hold of trust once more.

No one comes
to us
in greater love
than you,
Almighty God. 
You come
not with sword
but with arms
wide open. 
You hear
our plight
and the plight
of others
and you
invite us in.
Thank you
for your
many voices
on Wednesday morning.

Love, Andrea