Sunday, September 19, 2021

Dear God,

I cannot imagine being anywhere else but worship on Sunday mornings.  Like clockwork my spirit moves toward worship.  Your spirit breeze calls me to gather with others who want to join in celebrating your spirit movement throughout the week.  Whispering, singing, saying, telling and praising you is our way of saying thank you.

This morning was the same as all others.  As we take our seats, I feel as though I have entered a visible divine home where somehow, some way your spirit resides.  As I breathe in, I sense your essence, your beauty and your love.  I know I am in the house of the Lord.  It doesn't matter whether it is a cathedral, a campground, a tent, a dining hall or a few people in a circle; it all feels the same to me.

I am so blessed to hear the word spoken, sung or played.  I listen for your word designed for me and us as a community of faith.  I am fortified, inspired, challenged, corrected and inspired.  I step out into the world in a fresh way as I leave our worship center.

Loving God,

thank you

for holy worship.

Thank you

for touching

human souls.

Thank you

for reminding us

to remain close

while reaching out

in love

to all those

around us.

Love, Andrea