An Early Gift

Trying to hear the voice that came to a prophet in the cave

after a season in the valley.

Psalm of David.

Spoken to Mary.

Spoken to Elizabeth,

                  and so many others.

Speak to me...

In this season of gifts and celebration.

Come softly, like an echo above falling snow.

And I will listen.  

I promise.

Someone said in a movie I watched once,

"You don't even know when you're gettin' lucky."

And I thought...what a condemnation.

But I think I'm the one in that space.

Too often.

A gift came to me this year.

It's in a simple understanding.

We sing, "Joy To The World!"

In hope.

Declaration.

Challenge.

Calling.

But the understanding brought me
more.

The words stand side-by-side.

JOY = GRACE RECOGNIZED.

Again...

What have I missed.

Who have I missed.

In the hurry.

In the midst of searching for significance.

It's an early gift, so that I will be more diligent about 

Seeing.

Listening.

Understanding.

His coming.  

Then...but also now.

Today.

I...and also WE...are so blessed,

                                              By GRACE.