Gifts that make my life worth living,
gifts that make my moments holy.
Not gifts that I wish for,
but gifts that I have received.
Gifts that bring me back
into Joy and Gratitude.
snowflakes drifting lazily through the air
a big fat letter from my family
sitting in a theater allowing the beautiful music of Handel’s Messiah to wash over and around me
a Christmas tree blooming with poinsettias
glittery stars hung from the ceiling
rich fudgy brownies
a thoughtful game of Blokus 3D
a rowdy game of Scrabble Slam
a hilarious game of Uno Attack
two teenaged boys picking out some Beethoven on a piano
kittens frolicking in their first snow
hot chocolate with marshmallows
three little girls helping their daddy with his song ministry
my husband’s enjoyment of his new truck
an email from a friend in New Zealand, where it is spring (and tomorrow )
the sparkle in baby Amy’s eyes
And speaking of beautiful gifts, we’re entering the season where we celebrate the greatest gift ever given:
Jesus, our Messiah
Given by the Father
in whom we live
and have our being
Given to a virgin
who was humbled by others
but blessed by God
Given for me and you,
once sinners who had no hope
but now through Him can find eternal life
No other gift can even compare
but still I am thankful for all the other
the everyday gifts.
God gives us so much more
than we can comprehend.
I heard a story about a man in Africa who lived in a hut made of straw and cow manure.
He was asked what one thing he would wish for if he could have just one wish.
He thought a moment and finally said, “My family and I know the love of Jesus.
I can’t think of anything more I could wish for.”
Is that how you’re feeling today?
Do all other gifts pale to insignificance in comparison with this
Greatest Gift of All?