Sunday, October 18, 2020

Dear God,

Who do we trust when we are ill, worn out or troubled?  Who do we turn to when we cannot effect a change in our health, nation or family?  Who do we cry out to when we are failing?  Only you, O Lord, only you.

Today my arthritis hurt so bad in my shoulders, arms, fingers, feet and toes.  Although I turned to bedrest and Advil, still I hurt.  My body was totally worn down. I didn't feel well enough to sit in a chair and worship by Zoom.  At one point I just wanted to cry but there was one I knew I could cry out to who would hear my plea and come straight away.  I was not disappointed.

Those times when we fall low, we can turn to you.  We do not have to wait.  We do not have to get better first.  Even if our mood is sour and irritable, still you wait for us to call to you.  You come reminding us we do not have to despair for we are not alone in our suffering.  You are the gentle spirit in the room.  You are the living water, spiritual food and compassion. All day long I knew you were with me.

Holy, Living God,

we are yours.

Our trouble

is your trouble.

You want

to heal

and help.

You whisper strength,

hope and peace

to us.

We are

made well

by your

living presence.

For you

are always

our hope.

Love, Andrea