Tuesday, February 17, 2026

Dearest God,

This morning I heard the whisperings of peace.  As I looked out the windows of my home, all seemed quiet.  Actually, it was like creation was sighing with a hushed hope and peace.  With blue-gray skies, the sun shining and even the stillness of birds, I felt more at peace than I have felt in a long time.    Perhaps it is a portent of springtime, new life, rebirth and renewal.

Who doesn't need just such a picture?  We are a hungry people, hungry for peace not violence, hope not despair and joy not sadness, loss and grief.  We long for the beauty of hope to be birthed in every soul on the planet.  How could we ever want it just for ourselves and not for our neighbor near and far?  

As I reflect upon these holy moments in my teeny tiny spot on the map, I breathe out peace and joy as I pray for all people.

Thank you,

O God,

for the 

serene picture

of joy

and peace.

Thank you

for the

rich blessing

just outside

my window

and inside

my soul.

Thank you.

Love, Andrea