Monday, September 14, 2020

Dear God,

Your house is nearing completion.  The hermitage Tim built last year is nearly ready for occupancy of faith, spirit and soul.  In your house prayers will be lifted up, cries for help will come, peace that passes understanding will wrap itself around those desperate for it, joys will be expressed and insights will rise up.  All these will come from you, Holy God, only from you.

The whisper of faith makes all the difference.  When you pointed to the opening of a spiritual path among thorny, tangled, noxious tall plants, trees and weeds more than a dozen years ago, I could not have imagined how it would unfold.  And yet it has.  It has taken on a new kind of beauty that is all yours.  And to be a partner in it brings me so much joy I spill over with tears and prayers of thanksgiving.

Thank you, 

Blessed God,

for faith

at every level.

Thank you

for blessing

the land 

on Pleasant Street.

Thank you

for the gift

of trust,

you for me

and me

for you.

Together and

with a 

few friends,

your desire,

your plan,

your creation

is nearly complete.

Love always and forever, Andrea