Monday, January 10, 2022

Dear God,

I was simply driving out of the post office parking lot when I heard your whisper, "Leave the door open."  I didn't have to guess at what you meant.

Earlier this morning I was reflecting upon closing the door nearly all the way on a relationship.  Some family members had deliberately hurt my husband and I wanted to slam the door on them.  Yes, I confess my thoughts.  But you, no, you had a better way.  You always do.

Leave the door opened means exactly that.  Leave the door open.

Dear God,

you never

leave us alone

in our thoughts,

particularly our

negative ones.

You want

the best

for us

and from us.

And you

give us 

a way

to do so.

"Lift your eyes."

You said

so early 

this morning.  

I can't close

the door

if my eyes

are looking

to heaven.

Love, Andrea