Tuesday, January 23, 2024

Dear God,

Early this morning as I sat in my chair, I gazed at the lights all around me, the Christmas tree lights, the outdoor lights, the mantle lights and the reflection of all the inside lights outside.  Literally I sat in the middle of all that light and all I thought about was you.  Every light, twinkling or otherwise, pointed me to you.  What joy fills my heart when I sit in your midst.  

As I pondered your presence, I looked over at the 9' lighted tree and there I watched as one white, etched ball danced among the fresh branches.  Nothing else moved and I thought how wonderful it was that one beautiful bauble got caught up in a tiny bit of breeze blowing through the room and danced.  I thought about how I want to be like that, one who feels the gentle wind of your spirit blowing and stands to dance.  For I have much to celebrate with you, my loving Lord.

Thank you

for the

morning dance

and the breath

of your spirit blowing.

Thank you

for the

holy moments

in the light.

Bless you,

O God,

bless you.

Yours, Andrea