Thursday, July 28, 2022
Dear God,
One woman pastor's continuing journey to find God in the mundane and the ordinary,the suffering and the celebration.
Dear God,
Dear God,
Dear God,
What can I say to you for every gift you give?
Dear God,
Dear God,
Dear God,
Early in the morning I was working on the spiritual path when I heard the sound of quacking ducks. I stood up and watched as the ducks landed on the river and floated with the current. I walked down to the river's edge and took a picture. I listened to them talk to one another and my own weary heart breathed in peace.
Dear God,
Dear God,
Dear God,
Sometimes hopes, wishes and dreams live only in our minds. We may want more but until we open the door to possibilities, we shall never make any real.
When I decided to fly home for ten days, I decided to make every one of these real for me. At the same time I realized I would need to trust you leading me to special time with family and friends. I could not believe each one said yes. For nine of those days you brought very special people to me, children, grandchildren, cousins and friends. Every day was filled with joy, laughter and remembering.
Dear God,
Dear God,
It is difficult watching the January 6 Committee hearings regarding the insurrection that took place on that date. It is nearly inconceivable that such horror took place at our nation's capital; yet it did. It is painful to remember and now know more details of the corruption that weaved its way through the White House. I confess I become angry and sometimes weep for all the deceit, manipulation and lies that became daily events. Such greed and hunger for power!
Dear God,
Dear God,
You always lead us where we need to go! When we are open, wide open, we can step into our sacred moments. On this day with a cousin whom I have been apart from for decades, we reached back in time and found home once again.
We found ourselves on the family farm, laughing, eating home-cooked food, sharing funny stories, filling in places we had forgotten and growing our love for our history, family and faith. Whereas I had felt a longing for family, I found myself filling up remembering, savoring and celebrating.
Dear God,
Dear God,
Dear God,
Dear God,
Dear God,