Deborah’s Letter to
God About Time
Dear Father,
Time, Time, Time, where does it rush to? Why does it pass by me so quickly? Time is like the rabbit in “Alice in Wonderland”
taking his watch out of his vest pocket, and discovering that he is late for a
dinner engagement or for a very important date.
Time is like this same rabbit scampering through the narrow pathway to
his destination in the high grass of an open meadow. I always try to run after him, Father. I always try to catch up to where he is
going. I always try to keep from being
left behind, so that I will not be late for the duties and engagements that are
tentatively etched by me on my calendar.
But oh, My dear Father, this rabbit runs faster than I can. He seems to always be able to outrun me. With all the things that I had planned to do
for You, my Lord, maybe I can succeed in accomplishing at least one of them.
But which one shall I choose? Shall I slip outside to the backyard, and
meet You under the moonlight and the twinkling stars of heaven? Shall I slip outside to dance with You hand in
hand to the song that was destined to be the one that was just for us? Shall I open up my computer and add the
additions that You have given to Jacob to insert into the unfinished masterpiece
prophecies of Your own creation? Shall I
come before You in prayer, down on my knees, and thank You for being so kind to
me in each day that passes?
Today I will thank You for whispering to the little children
in my classroom to give me hugs on a morning when I was feeling low. I will thank You, Father God, for switching
me to an easier classroom where I only had to monitor the students there, and
did not have to stand up and teach them anything important, on a day when I was
sooooo worn out.
Today I will thank You Father for a day off, so I could have
a little time of refreshment to find a ride back to my energetic self. I will thank You today, Father for many
pretty and merciful things You have given to me in my heart, soul, and mind.
It is also time for me to thank You for the many little hugs
and kisses that You have shared with me through the fluffy white clouds and
pale blue skies that You own. For these
hugs and kisses from You found me when my eyes were welled up with tears for
feeling guilty about making a mistake, or getting too immersed in this world. These hugs and kisses from You rejuvenated me
when I was not able to sit by Your side, writing down the words and notes that
You so graciously gave me in my heart.
You, Father God, also held me close in Your arms when I was
so afraid of the nighttime air that surrounded me. You held me close, Father dear, and kissed my
forehead and said not to worry, that everything would be okay. And You were right, I didn’t need to be
afraid, for You are always there, close by my side, keeping me safe and warm.
That is why I want to thank You and to give You the best of
me dear Father God, the best that You have planted within me to give to this
world. For You are my true Love today
and will be my only love through all eternity.
Therefore, precious is Your love to Me, Father God, so precious that I
have not been able to replace it with anything this world has to offer.
Love You dearly,
Deborah
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