Sunday, February 4, 2024

Dear God,

This morning I spoke to my living Christmas tree.  I stood by it giving thanks for the many gifts it gave me all Advent, Christmas and Epiphany seasons.  For weeks I have sat by it with just its lights and the mantle lights glowing.  Each time I breathed prayers of thanksgiving knowing how their light had blessed me.

Twenty-seven years ago very early in the morning I stood in my shower giving thanks to my breast which would soon be removed because of breast cancer.  I wept as I remembered many of the gifts it had given as well.

Some would say I am crazy for talking to such things but why?  Gratitude is one of your most precious gifts.  It is an act of love appreciating the many blessings that are given in life.  I recall a scripture, "To whom much is given, much is required."  I assumed the much is gratitude.

Thank you,

Loving God,

for sustaining me

through my

seventy-seven years.

You have

blessed me

beyond all comprehension.

Today's sweet talk

reminded me

once again

how wonderful

you are.

Love, Andrea