Friday, December 9, 2022

Dear God,

A few days ago at bedtime you whispered, "For what are you grateful?"  At that I was prompted to count my blessings for that day.  I went through a long list of gifts...my circle of friends, the early morning darkness and light, a grandchild's healing, an answer to prayer, the beauty of the day, my devotional reading...on and on it went.  From that I began to count my blessings with you each night.  It was and is a holy time, one of great joy.

I really don't know why you are so good to me.  I am a failure in so many ways.  I fail to apologize for my wrongdoing.  I fail to love when I can.  I fail to follow your will and way.  I fail over and over again, yet, you come to me anyway blessing me with gifts, challenges and hope.  The opportunity to give thanks at the end of the day is just one more unexpected gift.

Thank you,

Holy God,

for the

many gifts

of life.

But more importantly,

thank you

for the gift

of your

living presence.

Thank you

for your 

gentle whispers.

Love, Andrea