Sunday, February 4, 2018

Dear God,

I was bursting with joy and gratitude.  I had been rescued from despair from the tragic, horrific death of my nephew and my fear that my sister would take her own life because of it.  People had prayed believing you would change us, that our darkness would turn to light and our hopelessness to hope.  It did.

I wanted to tell those who had prayed thank you.  I wanted to spill my joy over them.  I wanted to show them my gratitude.

This morning I couldn't help smiling as I entered the church.  As I stepped around the corner and heard the choir singing, I knew my time had come.  When they realized I was there they all turned and smiled and I, like a silly school girl, stretched out my arms and hugged them all at once.  My joy was full.

You know, O Lord, that joy was your joy.  You filled me up.  You saved me and my family.  You worked to help us through the prayers of Church on the Cape.  You blessed us, mightily.

Thank you,
Merciful God,
for the
wondrous gifts
of your spirit.
Thank you
for seeing
our pain
and anointing us
with your
holy compassion.
Thank you
for loving us
so much.
Receive my praise,
O God,
receive my love.

Always, Andrea