Fresh Thoughts On A Monday Morning

Something of blessing greeted me this morning, so I thought I'd capture those thoughts, perhaps for posterity.

As a part of my devotional time, a small book "found me", purchased by a young couple, their kind response to my recent physical challenges (much of which I trust has been resolved).

In the brief and thoughtful note of the cover pages, they mentioned a specific poem (p. 60, if you happen upon a copy).  

"When the reverberations of shock subside in you,

May grace come to restore you to balance.

May it shape a new space in your heart

To embrace this illness as a teacher

Who has come to open your life to new worlds."

I feel that happening!  

Even my Sunday morning ritual reverberated great joy yesterday, fostered by an amazing message reinforcing the authority that is mine as a Christ-follower.  

I trust my open laughter was not a distraction to those seated more quietly around me!

Then after church, the treasure of a brief time with the grands, all carried over into this morning, adding to my grateful reflections after having observing the potential of both, though the grandson it seems, I most relate to.

As I continued my read, the sequence of the book's poetry seemed so in sync with my aspirations for my grandson as he spoke to manhood:

"May you never feel the need

To be course, or force yourself;

Rather, may you receive your manhood

With grace and mindful ease;

Then, at one with your own elegance,

Your presence will claim its radiance."

Beautiful and powerful words!

Not sure my dear departed dad ever read such words, his life so encumbered by memories of battle, a young kid fresh out of WWII, facing the threat of continued poverty, no parental endowments provided, soon fathering four young children.

Why me, God, so blessed, so capable of blessing? Top of the food chain, now rotating another day on this fertile piece of dirt, a small blue dot in the Milky Way, among billions of Galaxies!

The hair on my aging head, the remaining years of my life, both numbered! I am fully known!

Love calls me by name with sweet promise and renewal, heard anew each morning!