Saturday, December 22, 2018

Dear God,

Sometimes the broken seems too broken, the lost too lost and the hopeless too hopeless.  But not for you.  Each of these is a blip for you, a teeny, tiny wound in need of tender care, healing and grace.  Nothing is too hard for you, Creator of the Universe, Master Healer and Gracious Comforter!

Today my youngest daughter came home and brought her family for Christmas.  At first things seemed a bit tenuous but then the gentle breeze of your spirit blew down upon us and we began to laugh, to share and to celebrate.  We had quiet moments where faith was very evident.  We hugged one another, thanked one another and celebrated our togetherness.

What seemed the great divide was filled with mounds of grace making it possible to find one another.  Although the division is not altogether gone, your spirit made all things possible.  "I think she came home."  My husband said.  "I think you are right.  Perhaps we all came home."  I replied.

Loving God,
all things
are possible
with you.
We can
find our way anywhere
with you.
We are blessed
beyond imagination
by your love.

Love always, Andrea