Monday, August 21, 2023

Dear God,

If I refuse to acknowledge you in the other, how can others see you in me?  When my practices, actions and behaviors are poor, how can I expect anyone to see your light, your goodness and your kindness in me?  My example reveals there is no God because your standards are much higher than my own.  I give no proof you are real, visible and at work in the world.

I must confess it is a battle, dear God.  When I hear lies, misinformation and exaggerations, I want to explode and demean.  I want to cry, "FOUL!"  I want to scream.  But you, you do not operate that way.  Your heart is always full of love, comfort and compassion, always.  I want to be like you but I am poor of mind and spirit.

Help me,

help all

of us

to be

more like you.

Rid us

of intolerance,

resentment and hatred.

Clear out

the mucky debris.

Fill us

with you,

Holy God,

I pray.

Yours, Andrea