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Thanksgiving 2020
At that time Jesus said, ‘I thank you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and the intelligent and have revealed them to infants (Matthew 11:25)
Breathe, just breathe. Slow down, no. Stop … and sink
in.
Sip your coffee or tea or whatever coaxes you from the
surface of yourself to that deeper place where gratitude lives, where it is
natural as breathing.
Sink into this place of abiding. And be. There.
This is the place of being where you find a wordless
joy attached to nothing … but being itself, to the wonder that you are alive,
that you are here, that you exist and experience your life as an inscrutable gift
from a Source unknown, knowing (as only the heart can) that Source as love writ
large, Love, who gives the Life … to you … then leans back and smiles.
And this smile, so felt that even the mind sees,
awakens the grace of tears for whatever moves you this day—be it family and friends,
work that matters, sunrises and sets, the warmth of the kitchen, the burning
candle on the sill, the sparkle of wine, the purr of a kitten or dozing dog at
your feet.
Each tear is a pearl of gratitude for the overwhelming
goodness of being, for once knowing that everything you see and feel is a gift
from that unseen Giver whose smile, in this moment, is the truest thing you shall
ever know, for which there are no words … except for a deep, silent thank you.
Sweet these words, yet woefully inadequate to speak what
the Great Heart is so pleased to speak in your own.
So accept, O Lord, my wonder as my praise to you this
day. It is the only thing I truly have to give.
Pr.
David L. Miller
