BLESSING AND GLORY AND WISDOM AND THANKSGIVING AND HONOR AND POWER AND MIGHT

It’s surprising to realize this morning that all these gifts – blessings and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might – are present with me moment by moment. It seems to be just another snow-white day in just another new year in just another timeless town that seems the same as it was last year, and yet I know that nothing is old because all things are being reborn, and that nothing is uninteresting because splendor and thankfulness are everywhere. There’s wisdom waiting for me in every passing second, and honor shines even in the old and snowy trees, even in the colorless sky. There’s power in the pumping of my old but peppy heart, in the parade of proud cars on the Interstate, in the silence of trees, and there’s might in the making of every thought I have. It’s just a day in January, but its made for jumping and cheering.