Monday, April 22, 2013
Dear Lord
Do you remember what happened fifty-five years ago?
Do you remember my first cry as I entered into this world?
I was completely clueless as to what would become of my life.
Dear Lord, I completely made a mess of the life that you had given me. There is no need for me to tell you all the different ways that I failed. However, that is not the reason for my prayer.
Dear Lord, I want to thank you for a new beginning. My name is John Thomas and I have no need to harp on my former past. You have provided me a new home in Santa Barbara. It was not by my choice that I ended up in Santa Barbara but your divine intervention. Santa Barbara has become a taste of heaven for me. A wonderful paradise. How many times have I told you that I feel closest to you when I am near the ocean? The ocean is now my front yard. I can walk and talk to you as I feel close to you as I soak up the sun and breathe in the fresh ocean breeze.
Dear Lord, I used to be so depressed because I was so lonely. Living all alone. Now I love to create new water worlds with you in the privacy of my own place. Now I come to the garden, not alone, but with you as I continue to plant and tend to the beautiful garden you have provided me. You chose wonderful garments for me to wear. Millionaires throw away clothes that I would never be able to afford. Thanks to you and Uncle Sam, I did not have to find the $80,000 dollars needed for my open heart surgery. You provided doctors, nurses, therapists, social workers and a multitude number of professionals to care and tend for me for the six months prior and to the six months after my surgery.
Now I live a simple life and I try to help the homeless, feed the hungry, tend to the mentally ill and work and visit those in prison. I had no idea that the worst years of my life would lead to the best years of my life.
Dear Lord, I know that this has nothing to do with me. I know with all my heart and soul that this has everything to do with you. I am truly blessed.
Dear Lord, Thank you for everything and thank you for this special day!
I love you Lord!
Your child and friend,
John Thomas
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