GIFTS

 

That pretty necklace.  Those soaps.  The purple tee-shirt.  The accident.  That book.  Those movie tickets.  That insult.  The bag. The photo album.  That break-up.  That scented candle. The warm throw. Those hoops.  That spell of joblessness.  The emergency roadside kit.  That porcelain angel.  Those home-made cookies. The death of a pet.  That piece of art.  The bottle of wine.  That illness.  The I-tunes gift card.  That Sharks sweater.  The market collapse.  Those bath towels.  That foot massager.  That ice-cream maker. That sudden financial loss.

Not all gifts come gift-wrapped in pretty paper with ribbons and bows.  Mixed in with pleasure-giving gifts are grains of sand waiting to be turned into pearls.  And pieces of coal waiting to be turned into diamonds.

You will be the craftswoman or craftsman, tasked with creating those pearls and cutting those diamonds.

Perhaps discovering your life’s meaning and purpose in the process.

Happy Craftsmanship (Or Craftswomanship, if you will) in 2012.

Wishing you love, luck and discernment to see the gift in everything that life brings you.

P.S.  Thank you for accompanying me on this blog’s journey this year – as a reader, guest-poster or commenter.