Saturday, September 2, 2023

Dear God,

It is raining again.  Maine has been deluged with moisture all spring and summer.  But even as the rain starts to fall, the birds are seeking shelter in the bushes and trees.  They are our teachers this morning.

When difficulties come, we too have a shelter where we can find refuge.  If we go there first, we have opportunity to find safety.  The psalmist reminds us you are our rock and our refuge, a present help in trouble.  When we check in with you first, no trouble is too big for us.  We can rely on your tender care and loving support.

Compassionate God,

you are always

what we need.

You await

our arrival.

Your call

to us

is generous

and helpful.

Your love

welcomes and 

surrounds us.

Thank you.

Love, Andrea