Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Dear God,

When the soil is dry here in Maine, it becomes like dust in my hands.  As I gardened today I felt the dust rise in the area layering everything with a dull, dirty sheen. 

I can't help but think that's what happens in the spiritual life.  When all the nutrients seem to be lost, the character of the soul is dusty and the good particles have lost their ability to cohere, the soul becomes lost, lifeless and colorless.  Yet, like what happens when a good rain comes to the earth, living water can change everything for the soul.

Why don't we drink daily?

Give us water, Lord,
living water.
We are thirsty
for you.
Fill us
to the brim;
return life
to us.
Make us new
with you,
I pray.

Love, Andrea