Sunday, August 17, 2025

Dear God,

Once I turned off the bedroom fan, all was quiet.  I stood for a few moments to just listen to the silence.  I could hear its message of solitude, beauty, hope, love and joy.

The fan was simply a symbol of all that is busy, noisy and rushing in my mind.  Filled with concern for a family member, the nation and the world, I couldn't hear what my soul was longing for.  I didn't realize that simply turning off a fan could give me a new perspective, a welcome one at that.

Thank you,

O God,

for the blessing

and inspiration

first thing

this morning.

To meet you

at the opening

to my bedroom

brought more

than I expected.

Thank you

for your presence

and your quiet.

Love, Andrea