Sunday, September 12, 2021

Dear God,

This morning our preacher spoke of the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi.  "Where there is injury, pardon."  As he spoke I remembered my time in that tiny town in France.  On a Journey with God renewal leave, I remember the countless insights, revelations and thoughts that came as you led me closer to you through the saint.

I began writing there in 2005.  My letters to you came as inspirations in my heart and mind and soul.  Even as I write today, I remember the carved rock openings where teeny restaurants, bars and coffee shops were located.  I wrote in so many of them feeling your presence so very powerfully.  Words of gratitude spilled from my lips as I acknowledged over and over again the living, present reality of God.  Often I wept, joy filling me up and blessing me beyond all imagination.

Today I continue to write because I am still in love with you, God.

Holy, holy, holy

are you,

Living, Loving God.

Thank you

for the

million ways

you speak

to us,

offering challenge,

mercy, hope,

love, conviction,

affirmation, correction,

blessing and peace.

I will

always praise you.

Love forever, Andrea