A River of Gifts

“Every desirable and beneficial gift comes out of heaven.
The gifts are rivers of light cascading down
from the Father of Light.”

James 1:17 (The Message)

My children climbed down the banks of the Trinity River. They scrambled across the crooked trunks of fallen trees and dangled their hands into the bubbling water. They watched wide-eyed as a leaf dropped into the stream, twirled three times and sped away.

Gifts—faster and more numerous than I can count—pour across me. They pick me up and twirl me in a dance of thanksgiving. Coming from the Father of Lights, many blessings brighten my life:

· Husband, children and friends
· Parents, sister and in-laws
· Church, neighborhood and city
· Cars, house and computers
· Salvation, ministry and Savior

I have two additional sparkling gifts from God—Jayme Durant and Helen Hanson, my writing partners.

Jayme writes from the heart as a mother who’s waded through deep waters. I relish her wisdom, compassion and insight on the affairs of life.

Helen writes saucy humor that’s sure to bring giggles as well as a fresh perspective to many a mundane footnote in life. Ever been bitten by a bug? Wait ‘till you hear about Helen’s tango with death because of one little itchy bit of mischief. Just don’t ask where the grim ripper sank it’s chompers!

For encouraging, challenging and entertaining vignettes on life, visit WITS—Writers In The Storm. I’ll be posting to http://www.writersinthestorm.com/ each Monday!