Gifts Galore

We have our apartment cleaned every two weeks by a team of three cleaning ladies.  Today they came right after a big water spill, and I asked if one of them would clean it up for me, as my arthritis acts up.  The one who volunteered got an extra tip.

I think the Lord gives us an extra gift for extraordinary behavior, though it comes so subtly we never notice.   It all happens so naturally, we don’t recognize it as a gift.  That’s the way of the Lord.

Of course, you can never outdo the Lord.  I mean every breath on a crisp morning is a gift, and then there’s so much else. 

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