Dig Deep

Psalm 107:8 -- "Let us give thanks to the Lord for His loving kindness, and for His wonders to the sons of men."

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Soft clops and splatters -- rain falling from the roof and onto to the thick carpet of leaves just outside my window creates a somewhat magical peace that should have lulled me to sleep. But I lay awake listening. I watch the windows for dancing leaves caught in quick strobes that light up the night as lightning flashes across a moisture laden sky. I count the seconds that tick by before I hear the thunder that follows.

Nestled here in the green haven of a vast canopy dense with Spanish moss and playful squirrels, I smile as I curl up with pen and journal. The house sleeps. My heart is full. My mind at peace. My soul at rest. I am reminded of the words written by the 17th century poet, George Herbert;

      Thou hast given so much to me -- give me one thing more;
      A grateful heart.

It isn't always easy to find reasons for which to give God thanks. Sometimes there is anger, sorrow, loss. During those times we have to dig deep in order to tease out the grace hidden within the turmoil.  It IS there, though. God is ALWAYS good and ever faithful.

Vicki, a beautiful soul with whom I am joyfully acquainted, has recently suffered the loss of her husband to a long and drawn out battle with cancer. The battle - like all wars waged - was riddled with tough and painful moments. But in the same sentences with which she announced that her life-mate and close friend had gone home to be with our Lord, she offered up thanks to God. In fact, during the entire time I've known Vicki no matter her circumstance, she's never failed to thank God. I marvel at this woman. I am humbled by her. I know there are times when she's had to dig deep, deep and deeper still in order to find a tiny shred of thankfulness. But she doesn't complain. She simply reaches out and finds it. She clings stubbornly to God's amazing grace and thanks our Lord. What a beautiful and amazing gift she is!

During my next uphill climb, battle, or sorrow I hope I remember to dig deep and offer thanks. I long to be like Vicki.

Father, Thou hast given so very much to me -- give me one thing more; a grateful heart.