How blest you lowly ones, you shall welcome the gift of earth.Matthew 5:5
Have you yet realized today that it is all gift?
Lowliness presents a grounded perspective
that lays bare ignorance, illuminates frailty,
leaves space for learning, makes room for mystery.
For wisdom speaks of greatness
in small things, modest actions,
and humble people.
And respect for life (in every form),
is never, ever enough.
We are made for reverence!
You are not here to verify,T.S. Eliot
Instruct yourself, or inform curiosity
Or carry report. You are here to kneel.
Until we are awakened to astonishment,
upheld in awe, and buoyed by gratefulness,
though we may subsist, we may not be fully alive … yet.
From astounded, to awed, to grateful;
is the procession to wholly communion—
the fullness of sacramental living.
Humility unlocks gratitude,
so that grounded in gladness,
we might receive whatever life presents.
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For the bored, wonder.
For the cynic, gratefulness.
For the prideful, awe.
So much more than saying thank you,
great-fullness is the natural expression
To be grateful is to succumb
to a greater, evermore generous, bountiful Spirit
who inoculates us from profane (flat) living…
with wonder (remedy for boredom);
with awe (antidote to hubris);
with gratefulness (cure for cynicism).
is crucial for a life
overflowing with abundance.
Gratitude fuels generosity;
the liberating giveaway of heart, mind, and spirit
that transforms an overfilled into a fulfilled life.
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Tread gently the soil.
Beneath your feet, loved-ones sleep,
after years of toil.
Here lies the key to joy,
in the welcome embrace of what is given,
rather than being by acquisition driven.
While we might manufacture fun,
joy will not be fabricated;
it is gift, pure and simple and free!
Nor can joy be contained or withheld;
it is the fruit of sharing gracefully.
Only a great fool forgets to be grateful.
You we praise, Maker of earth,Psalm 146:6-9
of heaven, of the seas and all they contain.
You grant justice to oppressed people,
provide bread for hungry souls,
free captives, open blinded eyes, raise up those bowed down,
love just folk, protect strangers and uphold vulnerable lives.
Love is not mearsured by how much we give
but by how little
we hold back.
SCRATCHINGS, Poems & More by Joseph Grant
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