He Always Gives

[bl]O[/bl]h, I want so badly to share a different list today.  You know, the one that’s easier to make. The one whose shameful tally far exceeds 1,000.  The one that propels me toward fear and resentment, rather than faith and gratitude.

The gifts were not counted and the grace was not noticed. By me.

And so I’m humbled that at the very end of the week, he gives me a moment. One moment of grace. But in this single moment there is much to be thankful.

#101 Sitting alone,

#102 though with Christ I am never

#103 The strong breeze blowing,

#104 his presence swirling

#105 Breaths of fresh warm air,

#106 filling my soul

#107 A parting of clouds in the sky,

#108 of fear in my heart

#109 The smell of rain,

#110 the anticipation of what’s to come

#111 A glass of wine that numbs,

#112 his blood that covers.

He always gives. And it’s never too late to be thankful.