December 25, 2013

I woke up this morning to a country that bickers like crazy
but guards and treasures its freedom to do so.
I awakened from my slumber
to find a roof over my head and heat in my house.
I opened my pantry to find vittles enough 
for a crowd right out of that overstuffed cabinet.

This morning greeted me silently.
There was no gunfire outside my window;
no factions fighting in the streets.

I woke up next to a man that loves me imperfectly,
but sacrificially: day-in and day-out, year-in and year-out.
I woke up to find that I still have loving, crazy relationships 
with my children and family.
We enjoy good health and healthy arguments. 

I have friends that bring me laughter
and work that brings me joy.
I'm connected with my Creator in a bond
that can't ever be broken. 

Today I feel like I have been given
an incredible, inexplicably precious gift.

I have been given the gift
of knowing.
Knowing that everything I have -
truly every single thing -
is a gift from God.

This is Christmas.
May yours be Merry.