Monday, January 17. 2022

Dear God,

Sometimes we want to be separate, to live lives without others and to rule our own world.  What a foolish thought!  We can never be truly alone; we are part and parcel of all.

When someone hurts me, my first thought is to strike out using my words to hurt right back.  But then immediately you speak, "Really Andrea?  Is this what you really want?"  You start the process of softening my heart because you know a hard heart is not really a heart at all.

Again, this is where faith comes in.  Faith asks the question and softens the heart at the same time.  What opens up inside is an ever-deepening well of love and grace and mercy.  You pour more into our well reminding us that your love is ever-present letting us know you hold the hurt parts close to you.  You offer us healing ointment.  You speak love to us.  Then and only then can we start again.

You are God;

there is none

like you.

You touch us

in ways

no one else can.

You renew

and restore us.

Thank you,

Compassionate, Merciful God.

Love, Andrea