Love Letter to God

I’m not sure how you do it. How you manage to listen to my woes while calling the stars into place. How you still love me even when my temper is lost and I haven’t called to you in days. How you close my eyelids when I beg for sleep without me saying goodnight or thank you. How you hold my hand and help me up after a fall I’ve fallen a thousand times. Your encouragement and forgiveness is constant. Your sweet desire for oneness is humbling. You long to sit with me and listen. Because you have time. You love for love is who you are. You never left me in the darkest of nights. I could have sworn you did when I pleaded for a sign, but darkness is not darkness to you. You are light even when I am dark. Your word tells me there is no place I can go that you are not. The depths are a scary place but you sat with me anyway. Nothing could separate you from your covenant to be my father. How do you do that? And after what felt like a million nights of loneliness you brought me my best friend and love. A small piece of your devotion for me to touch. A tiny reminder that my hand is held. That my needs are never lost. And that surrender is the only way to love. You never tire in telling me my worth. I know this as I breathe every breath and begin my day. I do not deserve a tomorrow. None of us do but somehow you had to get my attention. What greater love than to lay your life down right? You died a single death to make me see. To put this pain behind us so we could love freely. I’m not sure how you do it… I can never be grateful enough or good enough to show you thanks. I am not meant for works but for love. You wanted it that way. You wanted love. Only love. I love you sweet Father and I am learning every day what that might mean. Don’t give up on me. Kate