My friend is struggling
he tells me,
after all, as he often says, I am one of those “holy guys”,
that he is praying
He says he is praying
hard
for patience, healing strength, grace, love
so many things
"Am I missing anything" he asks
and then it hit me
what I at least I am often missing,
gratitude
my eyes are often full of the difficulties
things that aren't "just so"
the irritants
the things that cause pain...
and in the midst of all that
my eyes do not see
the gifts!
The beauty of the blue sky
the gentle coolness of a breeze on a hot day
the smell of fresh cut juniper
the gift of being wonderfully connected with a friend
the gift of love given
and received
the amazing sensation of cold water
going down a parched throat
the amazing white of
freshly fallen snow
Gratitude
seeing the gifts of the Sacred
as they come
no, things may not always be the way we want them
no, not everything resolves into solutions,
or endings we like
but still
we can have grateful eyes
and our souls can smile
even if the smile is at times
wistful
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