Some days we wonder where the gratitude comes from that bubbles up from some deep source. We catch the sight of something that suddenly has taken our breath away, like tonight’s storm clouds tinged a stunning shade of pink from the sunset (not pictured here) or we smell the newly green leaves budding–if we think creatively we can smell colour and growth. Our distracted hearts are quieted and we realize what great gifts we are constantly given. Every second of the day we receive a gift. Do we have eyes to see all of them? Do we see God in all things at all times?

Peace,

Suzanne