The most precious gifts you can think of are not ends in themselves. They all lead to God. Ultimately, that is what all His gifts are for.
I wake feeling fat.
It’s not from the abundance of ice cream (though there is that too), but with moments and places and experiences with my loves that I feel full. Gratitude booms loud around here this summer.
In the silence of this pre-dawn morning, I pause and offer a prayer of thanksgiving.
Even if none of this, there would still be abundance.
Thank you, Jesus, you are my all in all.