Tag Archive | Gift

Books That Changed My Life #3

         Eucharisteo. Thankfulness. Live Eucharisteo.

Philippians 4:11-12 (RSV)

11 Not that I complain of want; for I have learned, in whatever state I am, to be content. (Thankful) 12 I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound; in any and all circumstances I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and want.

one thousand gifts

I never ever thought to be thankful. I was too busy guarding myself from the pain of what I didn’t have.

Through her book, Ann taught me that it is indeed “Holy work” to list what we are thankful for.

Name those things. When you name them, the things you think you lack, cannot haunt you anymore.

Some of the things you may lists, seem inconsequential. Too small to even note. Note them anyway. One to One Thousand. Some will seem larger and more important than others, list them all, you will see, they will add up. The more they add up, the freer you become!

Begin with a pen, or a crayon, or a marker. Use your voice. Use the shutter on your camera. Every word of thanks is a sacred act.

I consider myself a woman of prayer, but Ann showed me that the only way to really BE that, is to be a woman of thanks. I had no chip for that, so it took a while. One gratitude at a time.

And now, I am most grateful for every day. Every breath. Every thing that goes well, and even for every aggravation. Why? Because it gives opportunity to practice EVEN MORE thankfulness.

What are you thankful for? Coffee in your cup? Nuzzling soft baby hair against your cheek? A quiet sunrise? Shoes on your feet? The ability to take a breath or the very fact the you even woke up this morning? ………………………………………

I could go on and on, but it’s your turn. Care to share?

 

 

 

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He Loves Us Still

We often disobey.

He loves us still.

We are not always “Be ye kind”.

He loves us still.

We are sometimes discontent with His provision.

He loves us still.

We are frequently distracted from focussing on Him.

He loves us still.

He speaks, we do not listen.

He love us still.

We hear, but we do not do.

He loves us still.

We are weak and flawed.

He loves us still.

We have no gifts to bring.

He loves us still.

 

He is the greatest gift ever given.

A King, disguised as a baby.

Incognito, to a world that would lift His name high.

Hidden, to a world that would seek His death.

A King whose only hearts desire is that we would glorify His Father.

See? There in the hay?

This gift seems so insignificant.

So small. So weak. So … human.

He knows what it is like to be us.

What will be our gift to Him?

The One who loves us still?

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