Thanks.Giving.

Happy Thanksgiving.  Thanks.  Giving.

Giving. Thanks.

I enjoy thanksgiving the most because it is not (necessarily) a religious holiday in origin; it is simply an intentional day set aside to be grateful and give thanks.

I give Thanks. Then I live my thanks by giving my life away in service and love.

So, I turn and give thanks to God for all that is and is to come.  I give thanks to God for our divine friendship; my love grows deeper for God moment by moment, day by day as I grow closer to Home.

I give thanks for all the bounty of the Earth.

I give thanks for all that surround me, for I am a better man for all these men and women; if I stand tall, I do so because I stand on the shoulders of good people.

I am thankful for the quiet, hidden prayers that have been offered; for the angels who inhabit my world; for the 55 pound divine fur ball named Juno who reminds me everyday what grace and unconditional love truly are.

I am thankful I have breath and life to say “thank You!”

I am grateful for the mosaic that is my life: joy and sadness, fullness and emptiness, sickness and healing.

I am grateful and thankful for the 200 subscribers who have humbled me by signing up and even reading one tiny word I write, may you be Blessed, may you be Blessings.  May my words, in some small way, lead you deeper into the God Who pines for you, Who loves more than my words can ever convey; Who loves you, longs for you and embraces you as the divine children you are.

I am grateful for all the people in recovery who challenge me daily and keep me clean and sober; those who remind me of God – in blue jeans, grace in t-shirts, and divine love in brutal transparency.

I am reminded of the wise Meister Eckhart quote, that I try and live out daily, sometimes feebly, sometimes fully: “If the only prayer you ever utter is ‘thank You’ that would suffice.”

 

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