Friday, March 31, 2017

Friday, March 31, 2017

Dearest God,

Your ways are not our ways; your way is always better.  Today you came into the assisted living unit and offered a miracle.  You know that old, yucky stuff tucked away in the dark corners of the soul is not meant to be there permanently.  You want to rid us of unforgiveness, resentment, and bitterness.  You want to cleanse our soul, freeing us from all that burdens us, holding us down from a life of joy and faith. 

I did not expect ā€œDā€ to appear before me.  The last time I saw him was more than 30 years ago.  He had engaged in some shady dealings including fraud and wound up in jail.  He hurt his family deeply and in time the family fell apart leaving my cousin to divorce and live a painful life.  I always held him responsible for many of the crazy decisions my cousin made in her insecurity.
 
"D" and I hugged in the hallway as we visited together in the facility where my cousin is now with stage 4 frontal lobe dementia.  As we caught up with one another, you came to me, whispered in my ear, and for once I followed your lead and shared with him something he did not know.  Tears flooded his eyes and he took hold of me hugging me real hard saying, "Thank you so much for that gift."
 
What happened at that moment was no less than a miracle.  My resentment dissolved, forgiveness taking its place.  Relief, release, and grace appeared on his face and I suspect he received a miracle too.
 
How beautiful
are your ways,
O Lord.
Thank you
for your
kind compassion.
Thank you
for cleansing
two souls today.
 
Love, Andrea