Thursday, November 30, 2023

Dear God,

As the day dawned gray and gloomy, I thought of those who will despair today.  A dark day can throw people over the edge.  Some of those people are my family members.  I think of them.

It was on a gray day you spoke deeply to me.  Twenty-six years ago diagnosed with two kinds of breast cancer, I felt my own mortality.  I knew I could die.  So I did the only thing I knew to do.  I fell to my knees in prayer.  I did not ask for complete healing or a stay on a radical mastectomy, rather all I wanted was to feel your heavenly presence every moment of every day.  I wanted to walk by your side so I could trust you for all things.  I wanted to be close, to breathe in your air, hear your words and feel your hand upon me.  I knew if I had those things, I would be okay.

And so, on a gray day, I smile and feel the warmth of your love.  I am grateful, deeply grateful.

Thank you

for your

constant love,

Merciful God.

Thank you

for reminders

of quiet miracles

and miraculous hope.

You are God;

there is none

like you!

Yours, Andrea