“Thanks be to God for his inexpressible gift!” 2 Corinthians 9:15 ESV
My dear friend, Cary, wrote a beautiful book called “Burning Down the Fireproof Hotel”. She also periodically posts on her blog, which is also called – yes, more deliberate torching of the things that keep us bound up within ourselves – “Burning Down the Fireproof Hotel.” A recent post titled, “Shuffling to the Light” had me sharing the tears that she probably thought were her own, but she has such a wonderful way of painting pictures with words that I couldn’t help but cry at the picture upon which my mind’s eye was gazing.
My tears, however, were not falling solely as a result of what I was reading. They were falling in equal measure because her words made me thank God for His gift of her presence in my life, and I suddenly found myself looking back over the past year and I realized that God has blessed me with the gift of friendship of so many people that each day has been like Christmas morning where something beautifully wrapped and containing a thing that is precious beyond words sits waiting under the tree.
God has given me new life, and into that new life, new friends have flowed like a river that has no end. The water of their friendship has nourished me and helped me to grow in my faith and in my ability to be a joyful child of God.
And they keep flowing in.
Thank you Lord, for Cary, and Joey, Diane and Don, Scott, deedee, Josie, and Elisa, and Kathy; Larry, Marc, Mark, Gabe, Ryan, and ; Rusty, Jeff, Tommy, Nancy, Audrey, Becca, Elizabeth, Rebecca, Deborah, Trevor, Christian, and Randy; Jonathan, Tim, James, Jessica, Donna, Mike, Sarah, Tayler, Lee, Father Richard, Anne……..well, you get the idea. The list is long, and I am in awe. I am 62 years old and I have never had friends such as these!
Many, many of these friends have come into my life, one after another, this one knowing that one who introduces me to yet one more – all coming from the gift of Cary’s friendship. That gift has created a quandary for me: Christmas cards. I can’t write that many, nor do I have everyone’s address. And their friendship has created the ability for me to believe in myself enough to take on this project called “Mission Muffins”, which is a career-development program I am helping to put together for Central Union Mission in Washington, DC.
You can have your one special day of gifts if you like. Or you can choose the 12 days of Christmas if that is more your cup of tea. I pray you all will include celebrating the birth of the One who died so we all may live, for I surely will.
But for me, I will thank God for His daily gifts of the people in my life who make my life on this earth a thing of incredible beauty.
It’s like Christmas, 365 days a year.
May God bless you all, and may each one of you have a blessed holiday season, celebrating the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.