"Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else?" Romans 8:32 (NLT)
Her petite frame bent low worn from nearly a century of living. Small in stature but oh, her heart - full and generous and always giving - barely containable. One could never out-give her, never repay her. "Just say thank-you, that's all," she'd say.
Open hands to receive and a grateful heart is all she asked in return. She gave what we couldn't earn. She gave more than we deserved. All because she loved - delighted in providing for others. And today, nearly eight years since her passing, my heart spills gratitude - not for the gifts but for the giver.
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You're a beautiful writer Dawn. Thank you for sharing one of your gifts here. Wishing you a very Happy Thanksgiving Day tomorrow and every day after. ~ Love you, Amy
ReplyDeleteThank you, sweet sister. God never stops giving!
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