Wednesday, September 6, 2023

Dear God,

How beautiful was our trip home from Maine.  The countryside, the meadows and mountains all called out your name.   How could I not want to praise you, give thanks and express my heartfelt feelings of appreciation?

When I drive the thousand miles home, it seems everything around me points me to you.  The trees high atop the mountains seem so close to heaven and yet the river streams flowing along the riverbanks seem to know where they are going too.  Do they both hear your voice?  Do they listen and follow your word?  All I know is both call to me to pray and give thanks.

Thank you,

Blessed God,

for the gift

of your

living presence.

Thank you

for every reminder.

I desire

to be

one more thing

that people see

and feel pointed

to you.

Love, Andrea