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Topic: INDEFATIGABLE (02/11/16)
- TITLE: The Delivery
By Ruth Walker
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It's a new day and it's there again. Ready and waiting at my door. It's funny, because I didn't order it. It just arrived, as it always does.
It's like I'm being romanced. The sender won't take "no" for an answer. It's not that I don't WANT the package; more that I get the guilts about being lavished every day, and to be honest, I'm not the best reciprocator. It still arrives, new every day.
Some days I don't even get around to opening it.
Sometimes, I kick it because it's in the way. Or dash past it.
But when I DO open it, I wonder why I don't spring out of bed and dive for the door at my first waking moment.
So, the morning dew is on the grass and I'm opening the door. "Good morning Lord", I say as I open the package. "What does love deliver to me today?" A sweet fragrance envelops me. Mercies are always at the top; forgiveness, kindness, and undeserved favour. Then it varies; sometimes there'll be a soft pouch of comfort, a pocket of courage or a spool of patience. One day it might be a bottle for my tears, another, a spritz of joy. Godly sorrow came last week in a two-pack with repentance, 100% regret-free. The week my daughter's life fell in a hole, the delivery was spiked with reminder notes.
I know the giver, but still I wonder at His unflagging love, which gives and gives and gives. Mercies, new every morning, whether I regard them or not.
I take the day's treasures and stash them in my day-pack.
I have all I need.
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