In our relationship with God, In our relationships with each other, we have nothing to offer, because we have nothing of our own. We are born with nothing, and that is the way we die, Except for one important element in our lives. One very important gift Is what is given by God. This is love. It is the gift that we cannot keep! It is ours only to share, to spread far and wide in the world we inhabit. When a helping hand is needed, we give it; any way we can. Unlike God, we may not have Heaven and Earth to share or promise, but we do have Love, God’s built-in attention of our hearts and intentional love of our insufficient human brains that carry us to help each other in times of need. These make up the Love of the Given Gift of God.
That was really good. I guess I am not the only one blocked by the road plowers. I am praying I can get out before I run out of food. I have a handicapped son who loves to eat! Thank you for this. I enjoyed reading it. I know God is with me and grateful for it.
In the spiritual adventure of what we call life we discover that our life is like a drop of water in God’s eternity. With our family and friends always walking beside us, catching us when we falter, we are always assured that we are on the safe and treasured path that God has given is yesterday, today and tomorrow, allowing us to walk in His grace. When we forever take God’s Love and Grace as our everyday mantra, we treat all whom we meet with love and peace in our hearts and on our lips. Truly, Life is Good.
I was raised in a wealthy family, but not how you think. My father took a train to work every morning (we owned no car). My mother arose at four AM every morning to work in a bakery across the street from our third-floor apartment in which we lived. My sister and I walked to school every day carrying our deluxe lunches of lettuce and mayonnaise sandwiches. My father always told us before he left for work that God loves and protects us, and we should not be afraid of anything as we go to school. It was a code we were taught to live by. That was over 70 years ago. I have had a very good life, a sometimes-rough life, but a good life. My wife and I (together 57 years) live quietly, enjoy our children and grandchildren and occasionally get the chance to travel. My father was correct, God does not expect us to go it alone. Every time I fell, God was behind me to help me get back on my feet. With love of both God, my wife, and a lot of hard work, we gave life with lots of love to a healthy family hopefully raised in the old-fashioned way. As we begin a new year, we see our world as a very scary dangerous world. I see the headlines and there are no safe places to hide from those who want to do harm to whomever is in the way. New Orleans, Arizona, Virginia; individuals or groups have the intent to do harm to innocent people everywhere. My only defense is an offense, and that is to have love and peace in my heart and on my lips at all times, and to know that Love casts out all fears. So, trust God. You are not alone. God loves you.
Here it is, the end of another year! As true with all years, we have had to climb a few hills, but we also had some smooth paths to walk also. Generally, God has been good to us. As we approach the new year let us all keep on the path that God has paved for us. Greet others with a smile and share with them God’s love. Know your own heart and its ability to grow every time you meet others. Be in good health and trust your instincts; God put them there for a reason.
It’s December 26th. Our small family celebration of Christmas has peacefully passed; my brother-in-law returns home tomorrow, and my grandson returns to college on Saturday. It was truly two days of love, arguments, and love. We exchanged gifts in good humor, many were frivolous jokes, grinch related, but there were serious gifts also. My daughter prepared two feasted feeding many more than six people could eat, but somehow we ate it all. Of course, my brother-in-law will take some back home, and my grandson will have much for his coffers on returning to college. I did notice one oddity: my highly successful iron-willed daughter and my steel-secured wife were disagreeing about basic things and mothers and daughters often (replace: always) do. This so much reminded me how much my young successful iron-willed wife and her steel-secured mother were constantly disagreeing over every insignificant detail possible. Family, ah, family, we ain’t perfect, but we are all love. It just makes my heart want to sing!
So misunderstood, yes; . . . but loved by God! In his lack of misunderstood grace, his genius hidden by disability, and feared by those he seen, but shines through to those who take stop to wait, to listen to offer. . . God’s Love to this beautiful man.
Meditating to Heal 
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