Friday, January 26, 2024

Dear God,

Time with you takes on many forms.  Sometimes I meet you in nature, other times in music, silence or celebration.  But today we came together in sickness.  Although I was too ill to write, we spoke together in my bed.

Lovely are your ways, O God.  You make a way, a pathway to meet you no matter the situation or condition.  When we come together, you make it sweet, merciful and beautiful.  While I lay in bed with fever, chills, body aches, headache and fatigue, we just spoke in quiet and compassionate ways.  Your love was present in the stillness.

Thank you,

dearest God,

for your love

that is 

never ending.

We can

always count

on you

to be present

with us

in our travails.

Bless you,

O God,

for blessing me today.

Yours, Andrea