Posts Tagged ‘gifts’


The grass is covered in frost. The sky is gray and threatening. Naked trees and birds searching for bits of food and somewhere, almost everywhere, someone is hungry and cold and shivering, maybe dying.

My house is warm and comfortable. My family loves me. I have too much food in my pantry. I have time to sit and contemplate and pray and not want or need anything.

I want to stand outside and shout my gratitude to the sky, to the world. I want to go door to door and tell my neighbors how blessed we are. I want to grab people by the shoulders and shake them and say, “Can’t you see? Wake up!”

Someone should do that to me, should wake me, because I live in the dream of comfort and ease, and how often do I feel grateful for it?

May I pour my gratitude upon the world. May I display it for all to see. May I give thanks constantly by giving to those who do not have, helping those I can. May I worship those who receive my little help, for they remind me of my innumerable blessings, and they allow me to give thanks through them.

What awesome mystery! What gracious life!

Peace, peace, peace be unto all.


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