Sunday, January 19, 2025

Dear God,

As I crawled into bed a couple nights ago, thoughts of angst, trouble and loss began to roll like a scroll in my mind.  After half a dozen or so, a small voice invited me to reflect upon the gifts of the day.  They came quickly.  The transition was swift and I fell to sleep recalling them.  

That kind of change, transformation really, only comes from you.  We can't move that fast on our own.  Pain does not suddenly become joy on its own.  There is a divine intervention and to think you were in my bedroom waiting to offer such a lovely gift to me.

Your will for our lives is always to bring gifts and offer challenges.  You know the focus and direction of our lives.  You know our emotions and thoughts.  Sometimes we get so tangled in them, we can't make sense of them.  But you, you, O Lord, can change everything.  I know it happened to me a couple days ago

You are God;

there is none

like you.

Your love

for us spans

the whole cosmos.

And to imagine

you care 

about each

of us,

even me.

Thank you,

Holy God,

thank you.

Yours, Andrea