I'm so thankful for each day now. I'm so attuned to each gift I can gather from the day, no matter how terrible the day seems. Any day and every day, I know how to live with flair. It took five years of practice--of sowing deeply into the belief that God is good and what He does is good, of uncovering the mystery and beauty of simple things--that now, every day indeed shimmers.
Looking back, it was a way of gathering back into my heart everything lost through those years of depression.
Today, I'm standing once again in my raspberry patch, and I gather each ripe thing.
I present a bowl of berries to my daughters to gobble up after school. I think of how, when they are my age, they might remember the way it felt to put each berry on their fingertips. I hope they remember the stain of it and the sweet pleasure of each berry popped into their mouths.
Meanwhile, I gather more and more. Each day, I gather and offer what I glean. When the book arrives to my doorstep, I will smile and know that God helped me gather well.
2 comments:
I am so excited for your book Heather!!
That is beautiful--the rose as well as the sentiment.
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