Sunday, January 7, 2024

Dear God,

Refreshment, hope and joy arrive every morning when I sit down to read, ponder and meditate on my devotional readings.  I listen to their voices, doubts, fears, triumphs and questions.  No matter what they share from thousands of years ago to modern day, they all direct me to you.

After reading, contemplation and prayer, I rise with a smile and joy does bubble in my soul.  Then when I sit to write, I pour out of myself a portion of what I just enjoyed and you are part of it all from beginning to end.

Holy, holy, holy

are you,

Lord God of Hope.

Thank you

for divine,

holy moments

alone with

spiritual friends

and with you.

Thank you

for every gift

I receive,

most of all,

the gift

of your

living, loving presence.

Yours forever, Andrea