Saturday, May 17, 2025

Dear God,

This morning as I did the final sew on the dog bandana I am making for missions, I smiled to myself.  The fabric was white with the outline of red open hearts penned from a single line all over the fabric, large ones, small, swiggly ones and fun ones.  The thought came to me that these were the many hearts of God, your many hearts, O God.  A heart for suffering, one for frustration, another for worry and anxiety, one for compassion and mercy, yet another for joy and celebration.  There is no occasion where your heart is absent.

I have felt your many hearts pumping into my empty and full places.  Your heart has been present in my peace times, my anger, my fear, my bewilderment and my ecstasies.  Always your glory fed through my veins leading to the places that needed a feeding, my mind with the flurry of thoughts, my heart when broken, my spirit when it was all over the place, my feet when I lost my direction and my hands when I didn't know what to do with them and especially my mouth when I was at a loss for words.  Always, always your heart was beating in my own.

Thank you,

Merciful God,

for your

tender, loving care.

Thank you

for allowing

your heart

to beat

with my own.

You are

a blessed God

always bringing blessings

to your children.

Love, Andrea