Saturday, March 9, 2019

Dearest God,

My oldest child turned 50 today.  I remember her birth.  I remember holding her for the first time.  I remember praying for her.  I remember love bursting forth out of me as my first born looked up at me.

Is that how you are with each of us?  Does new love stretch your heart more and more?  You made love to connect us to one another.  You bond us together in mysterious ways.

At 72 remembering my child with love overflowing I give thanks to you.

You are God;
there is none
like you.
You make us
for one another.
Help us love
in the
same way
you love,
O Lord,
the same way.

Love, Andrea