Truly, I’m Thankful
Woke Up this morning.
Shades of pink speckled the white cirrocumulus clouds,
Spread thinly across portions of the blue Heaven,
Outside my window.
Beautiful to behold, I lay in my bed,
As words of thanksgiving poured out of my mouth
from the most profound depth of my soul.
A year of dealing with goodbyes,
Confusion and dread spiked my past.
Leaving me with only one question: how long, Lord?
As I thanked Him for each precious day,
Each treasured breath,
And each cherished memory I am taking with me.
There are always new beginnings,
But how often do we forget,
That new beginnings herald leaving the old,
And stretching toward the new.
The beginning vaporizes the old into sweeping recollections.
With each step taken,
A door closes that we see no more.
Our circle gets smaller.
As we begin to climb.
The price is high, but it is even higher if we don’t move.
So, I greet you this morning,
In the middle of a pandemic that seems to have no end,
From a world filled with hungry people who have barely enough to eat,
From a world where immigrants are condemned to living in tents in freezing weather,
And for wanting better homes, schooling, and yes, opportunities for their children,
From a world flooded with conspiracies from left and right,
A world where we have elevated ourselves upward as gods,
Yet, we have no answers to what’s happening on our planet.
Could it be that a voice speaks to us from within that we fail to listen to?
Despite all that’s taking place,
Despite my fears and doubts about man’s ability to get it right and do what needs to be done…
I am thankful.
Because God is faithful.
He is still good.
I say all this to announce that my first baby (book baby) will enter the world on February 23rd.
Yes, truly, I am thankful.
Be blessed and be safe, everyone.