A Poem: The Gift
It is not enough
To say “thank you.”
For the gift
Was more than a gift.
It was who you are,
Part of your existence.
No!
All of your existence,
Pressed into a slice of time,
That reflects eternity;
Who you always were,
Who you always will be.
Even though you
Are beyond time,
You gave me the gift
Of sharing it with you.
Nothing I’ve done
Is deserving of the gift.
You placed its beauty
In the center of my life,
Turning me ever which way,
To realize the depth of your love.
A Prayer: In This Moment
Father, as I sit before you
In quietness of this moment,
Let me hear your voice,
And nothing else.
In the stillness of this moment,
Let me rest in your presence;
Without distraction.
In the stillness of this moment,
Let me rest in your peace;
To calm me.
In the stillness of this moment,
Let me rest in your power;
To live holy.
In the stillness of this moment,
Let me rest in the perfection
Of being fully yours,
Blocking out all distractions,
To hear only you.
A Passage: For Reflection
For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. (Ecclesiastes 3:1 NLT)