It was a painted piece of clay attached to a necklace with yellow yarn. A homemade charm lovingly designed by my eldest daughter to replace the “real” one she lost. Happy birthday, Mom! I looked all over the house, but I couldn’t find your missing charm. I made you a new one for your birthday. Will you wear it today?
The giver of the gift matters. Given by anyone else, I would have likely smiled, offered my thanks, and moved on. But this gift was fashioned by my flesh and blood. My daughter, who I dearly love, poured her heart into this gift. Created it with her own hands. Wear it? This gift of love? I most certainly did.
We appreciate gifts in proportion to our relationship with the giver. The more we know the giver, the closer our relationship, the more the gift matters.
How close are you to the giver of The Still? Do you know Him? Know about Him? Don’t know Him at all? Perhaps you wonder about this peace that so many speak of. You reach and yearn for rest for your soul, but it forever seems just outside your grasp.
As I Gracefully Seek the Still these next few weeks, I want to be honest and look with eyes wide open. I seek to open my heart to know the Gift-Giver better. Not with knowledge and facts, but heart to heart, soul to soul. He’s been designing lovely Gifts for me since the beginning of time. Yes, He created them with His own hands. I don’t want to smile and move on. I want to wear His gifts of love…
In this 31 day series, I’ll flit and flutter around the topic of
seeking the still within the boundaries of God’s grace. I’m open to the
whispers of the wind, so fly with me if you wish.
