Friday, March 16, 2007

Half way there--almost St. Patrick's day


Ah, my lord and friend. How can I thank you for sharing with me your strength and your love? You gave to me today everything I needed and my need was sore. You help me when I am down and give me such classy ways out of things.
My heart is singing for love of you and recognition that you are everything to me. All that has gone on today has happened because of you. I felt sorely beset, not by an enemy nor by a friend, but by someone I know. She and I have not agreed on several things and you advised me to treat her generoulsy and kindly and how great that has turned out. Who knew being a nice person could win me the benefit of your love?
I did. I knew it from previous encounters of a similar nature and it is such a joy to remember it again. It has been a long time since you have loved me this much.

Oh child--
I have always been there loving you and caring for you and guiding you. The lack of awareness of my love on your part does not mean that I have not been there each minute. The wondrous happenings of today happened because of your prayers, your tears, your devotion to me daily and your surrender to me to help you. My help is always there. You have not been availing yourself of it, sweet one.
You are precious to me. Joy in the moment. Do not fear to love. It is ok.