Friday, January 19, 2024

Dear God,

Today I laid my head down on an operating table.  The anesthesiologist was at my head, two nurses at my side and a doctor at my feet.  I suddenly felt so incredibly blessed.  Just before the sedation put me under, I spoke, "When I die, I want gratitude on my lips so I thank each one of you for taking good care of me."

Every day you fill us with gifts.  You bless, inspire, challenge, invite and nurture us.  You make a way for each of us to meet you on the road of life.  It may be on a dusty, dirty road or a meandering cliff or a dark forest but you find us wherever we are.  

Thank you

for reminding us

of your

constant presence.

Thank you

for meeting us

wherever we are.

Thank you

for being there first.

Yours, Andrea