Saturday, March 19, 2022

Dear God,

Why can't I be like trees that bend, flowers that break through the darkness for the light, birds who always have a song to sing, streams that follow the path and the sun and moon that rise and fall by your will?  What prohibits me from being pliable, willing and open to your spirit?

Springtime is always sharing their most intimate secrets.  It teaches life lessons.  It whispers the love of creation for its creator.  All we need do is awaken and listen, anticipate the daily message and follow the divine will.

It is all right before us.  We don't have to pray that it will come.  It is already here just like your spirit presence.  Early in the morning or late in night, even in the middle of the day we can take your hand, follow your step and begin the dance.

Holy God,

shake the scales

from our eyes,

the blockages

from our ears

and the stubborness

in our souls

so we

can meet you

every morning.

Show us

the way

to let go

so we

can join you

in the dance

of life.

Love, Andrea