Not Exactly A Gift

It's not exactly a gift. Or so he said when he brought me the lamp. "You can't HAVE it," he said, "but you can USE it." For me it's a gift no matter the length of stay. For me, it IS a gift.

As you always point out, God... it's all in the perspective. The gift of light is the gift of hope, forever reminding me to count my blessings. It must be higher math, God. Too soon I forget about doing that. We humans are strange creatures in that we can find that same math to 'keep score' or to calculate our number of injuries. But how easy it is for us to 'forget' to count our blessings.

I thank you for this gentle reminder today. I needed it so very much.