Epiphany Blessings

It is still dark. The rains grow heavy.  Our Christmas lights are on, and the candles are lit. The coffee Tyler made is very good.  Jack is curled up beside me as he usually is most mornings.  I hear the traffic and I am grateful I do not have to stir too quickly this morning.  

  

  

Revelation. It may not come to us in the form of heavenly hosts.

It may come in a whisper, in a noticing, in a glance. 

It may come in a dream or as we cross a parking lot. 

It may come in the midst of rejoicing, 

but most times, it comes

 in the midst of despair. 

The moment when we realize that life 

can never be grasped or fully understood, 

and vulnerability begins  

all over again. 

At that point, we are given a gift. 

A glorious, wonderful gift. 

We are given love. 

  

Blessings on your journey today, and always.