Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Dearest God,

I play at forgiveness and grace.  I leave an edge, a condition, a little something with it.  Often I fail to surrender it all, all that anger, resentment, bitterness.  I don't know what I am afraid of, why I hold on but you, know, O God.  You know.

This morning I watched a story on the Today Show.  Hoda Kotb interviewed survivors of the church shooting in Charleston.  I watched as they spoke of forgiveness, forgiving the shooter that killed their husband, son and pastor.  As together they sang Amazing Grace, I realized the power of grace to change, transform, rid, cleanse and purify.  I lowered my own head, convicted.

Holy God,
you are God;
there is none
like you.
Thank you
for the witnesses
who showed us
their grace.
We sorely
needed it.
I needed it.

Love, Andrea