Friday, December 22, 2023

Dear God,

I fell ill this morning.  In the busyness of this season, I could hardly take time to be sick.  But, of course, you had the last word, the only important word.  As I crawled back into my bed, I did the only thing that was important at the moment and that was to dwell with you.

Thank you,

Holy God,

for the gift

of your

living presence.

What greater gift

is there?

Thank you

for allowing me

to dwell

with you.

Yours forever, Andrea