Gracious to Me
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.
James 1:17-18
These verses were part of our Lectio reading this week, and this warm February afternoon I am reminded how God is so gracious to me. He often does this, and oh how I am grateful. He gives me little reminders--that I am loved, that I am worthy, that I am seen, that I am not abandoned, that I am accepted and loved. And again, the tears are falling as I write these words, communicating and releasing emotions that I can't put to words.
I guess yesterday could have been somewhat sad (Valentine's Day but no valentine). Actually I didn't even really think about it that way at all. I was excited about Ash Wednesday, as this day has become very meaningful to me in recent years.
Tuesday a dear friend and I met for coffee. She put her 1-year-old daughter to bed and then drove probably 45 minutes to meet me at a coffee shop close to me, since she knew I had to wake up and teach the next day. We had real, encouraging conversation, as always. When I came home, there was a little package waiting for me from my mom. She had driven probably 30 minutes to give me a cute, "You Rule" coffee mug (gotta love that math teacher humor!) and some candy. She also gave me all of my old CDs...thanks, Mom!
Today my neighbors stopped by to give me a huge plate of homemade Mexican food (yum!) and a big box that included a massive coffee mug (people know me well), a candle, a kitchen towel, and lots of chocolate. Seriously, what more do I need? I really don't even know these neighbors that well, and this was quite the gift!
I also received $20 in the mail and got connected with someone who is involved with YL in Oak Cliff.
Thank you for the overwhelming love, Lord. We love, because You first loved us. May I keep giving and receiving.
James 1:17-18
These verses were part of our Lectio reading this week, and this warm February afternoon I am reminded how God is so gracious to me. He often does this, and oh how I am grateful. He gives me little reminders--that I am loved, that I am worthy, that I am seen, that I am not abandoned, that I am accepted and loved. And again, the tears are falling as I write these words, communicating and releasing emotions that I can't put to words.
I guess yesterday could have been somewhat sad (Valentine's Day but no valentine). Actually I didn't even really think about it that way at all. I was excited about Ash Wednesday, as this day has become very meaningful to me in recent years.
Tuesday a dear friend and I met for coffee. She put her 1-year-old daughter to bed and then drove probably 45 minutes to meet me at a coffee shop close to me, since she knew I had to wake up and teach the next day. We had real, encouraging conversation, as always. When I came home, there was a little package waiting for me from my mom. She had driven probably 30 minutes to give me a cute, "You Rule" coffee mug (gotta love that math teacher humor!) and some candy. She also gave me all of my old CDs...thanks, Mom!
Today my neighbors stopped by to give me a huge plate of homemade Mexican food (yum!) and a big box that included a massive coffee mug (people know me well), a candle, a kitchen towel, and lots of chocolate. Seriously, what more do I need? I really don't even know these neighbors that well, and this was quite the gift!
I also received $20 in the mail and got connected with someone who is involved with YL in Oak Cliff.
Thank you for the overwhelming love, Lord. We love, because You first loved us. May I keep giving and receiving.
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