Saturday, November 1, 2025

Dear God,

Although I have been away from my writing, I have not been away from you.  

Each day I look for someone to reach out to mostly strangers offering a greeting, a compliment, a smile, a kind gesture or some acknowledgement.  What I have discovered is we are all looking for a kindness of some kind.  We are desperate to know we count, are recognized and are valuable especially in a nation where right now few are actually acknowledged as special people.  Eyes sparkle, smiles appear and people pause to dwell for a few holy moments.  What I do for them always circles back to bring the same to me.

Why must we categorize people by putting them in boxes of favor and disfavor, good and bad and worthy and not worthy?  I simply do not understand.  Either we are all favored or none are favored.  Either all are worthy or none are worthy.  When we judge others by societal standards, church standards or political standards, there are only two boxes where people can reside.  But when we pause to look from a different angle, from your view of things, people and situations shift quite a bit.  In those moments we need to shift our own perspectives, practices and treatment of people.  

In order for us to be considered your beloved, then we must make room for everyone for you do not play favorites.  We must remember that you are greater than the bible, the church, priests and ministers, doctrine and beliefs.  You alone created creatures and called them your own, not just some but all. You made us.  We are yours.  

Remind us

that you 

know more

than we know.

You created faith

and provided us

with ways

to find you.

We may

not all 

call you

the same name;

you, however,

call us

all by

the same name,

beloved.

Teach us

to see

from your view,

not the

church's view,

not the 

priest's view,

not the 

president's view,

not our

own view

but yours.

Then help us

act as

beloved children

helping others

find their 

own belovedness.

Yours, Andrea