Monday, May 21, 2018

Dear God,

This morning as I worked in the dirt, I smelled the wondrous scent of lilacs growing just above me.  Periodically I stopped to breathe in the sweet scent.  I couldn't help but think of you.

Every day in some way or another you speak to us.  Today it was lilacs, yesterday the bird song, the day before that the chickens running through the yard, the day before that my daughter's voice and the day before that my devotional reading.  Seemingly there are a thousand ways you reach out to connect with us.

How can
I adequately
thank you
for the
beautiful gifts
of your spirit?
How can
I fully
praise you?
How can
I appropriately
glorify your name?
Thank you,
thank you,
thank you.

Love always, Andrea