Tuesday, February 2, 2021

Dear God,

The wind blew, the snow fell and the temperatures plummeted overnight.  Early this morning when I awakened I knew I would have to dress in many layers, step outside and begin shoveling.  And so I did.

It was quiet except for the wind howling around me.  I was the only one up and out at 6:15 a.m.  Dawn had not yet come.  I prayed while I shoveled.  I gave thanks.  I smiled.  I laughed.  And then I began to sing.

                    "In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,

                    earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;

                    snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,

                    in the bleak midwinter long ago.

                    What can I give him, poor as I am?

                    If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb.

                    If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;

                    yet what can I give him, give my heart."

Holy moments with you erupt all the time, O Lord.  We don't have to be in a church building or in a special moment.  Your spirit can invade right where we are, right what we are doing.  I know.  It happened this amazing, cold and snowy wintry morning.

Loving God,

blessings come

when least expected.

Thank you

for breaking 

into my morning

depositing your presence.

I love you.

Always, Andrea