Monday, September 29, 2025

Dear God,

Yesterday I learned a lesson from my old, solid, hardwood floor.  I really learned two lessons.  The second lesson came as I found a half-alive bug in the corner.  As I washed the floor, I must have turned him over because he was on his back, kicking his feet in the air trying to turn himself back over.  He couldn't do it without help.

I've been right where that bug was.  I too have been on my back kicking helplessly in the air without the ability to right myself up.  What an awful feeling.  Sometimes I have failed to ask for assistance so I just kept on kicking uselessly.  It was only when I cried out that I found the hand that helped me up from my down position.

You are

our help,

O God.

No one

is as close

as you.

One cry

from us

and you

are with us.

Help us remember

the importance

of crying out

to you.

Thank you

for every time

you have

righted us

giving us

a new start.

Love, Andrea