Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Dear God,

I continue to work on the spiritual path you planned on this piece of property a long time ago.  Never my idea, I play in the dirt, dig up roots, set stones, plant flowers and put down mulch.  Each day I sing the song of heaven for being given the opportunity to work by your side.

I am blessed by birds singing all around me, tree branches swaying in the wind, flowers dancing on the breeze, chipmunks running and playing in the yard and neighborhood chickens prancing around in the garden.  With dirt under my nails, sweat on my brow and achy joints, I breathe prayers of thanksgiving.

Bless you,
O God,
for the work
of your spirit.
Thank you
for opening
the woods
for your
spirit work.
Thank you
for making
the ground holy.

Love, Andrea