Saturday, April 21, 2018

Dear God,

We waited and sang.  We waited on pilgrims in spiritual direction.  We waited for the light to shine.

In the meantime we sang and sang and sang.  A waiting crowd of believers, Christians to be exact, we sang songs of faith.  We lifted our voice in praise and thanksgiving.  Even though there were some who thought things should be happening more quickly, we all knew we were on your time.  Perhaps someone singing needed to find their own way.

When the seekers finally arrived a couple hours late, one simple light shined and then another and another until we who had been holding the light for their arrival shone like stars in the heavens.  In God's time.

Bless you,
O Lord,
for you
are God
of all.
You speak
and creation
comes into being.
You raise
your hand
and all
come to attention.
You say
let there
be light
and there is.
And so we sing.

Love always, Andrea