Saturday, July 24, 2021

Dear God,

What does it mean to really trust you?  I mean really trust?

How well I remember December 26, 1997!  In the very early morning hours just after celebrating the birth of Jesus the day before, I showered and made ready for a long day of surgery for breast cancer.  I stood in the hot shower and wept not because I was afraid (although I was) but because you were so very present to me.  I thanked the breast that would be removed in a few hours.  I thanked you for your love.  I thanked you for the water that spilled down my body for it felt like your wondrous glory anointing my whole body.  I knew that I knew that I knew I could trust you wholly and completely.

It is not easy to turn everything over to you.  Sometimes I fume or attempt to handle matters on my own.  I almost always fail.  But when I do trust, when I fall backward into your waiting arms, I feel such warmth and peace.  It nearly floods me like the shower on that cold December day.

Today as I ponder the word "trust" you are who and what and when and where that comes to mind.  Thank you.

Holy God,

mighty and full of compassion,

thank you

for all

the ways

you lead us

to trust you.

Thank you

for all

your gifts.

Thank you

for causing fear

to lead us

to you.

I am

so very grateful.

Love, Andrea