The Gift

Yet another dreary day, and it’s wearing on people. You can see, hear, and feel the weather... in expressions, conversations, and reactions. Welcome to the drab life, that can challenge even the most faithful.

The gift is within the blurred lines and crankiness. The gift is in the day itself, it’s in the moment of drabness that you find yourself experiencing. The gift is in being.

Pray on,
Eddy