There’s no doubt in my mind how blessed I am, and Christmas always brings these blessings into focus. I realize how much capacity I have to take care of the people I love.
Sometimes it’s a double-edged sword. I want to give because I can, yet I get a squiky feeling of ‘economic superiority’ like I’m showing off my relative wealth, and that’s not what I’m about. (I’ll never deny I like nice things. I’ll spend more for quality, because I don’t end up replacing things as often, but I’m far from a conspicuous consumer.)
It made my night when my step-siblings opened their gifts and said they were exactly what they needed, but they didn’t want to spend money on themselves.
At the close of day, I have a roof over my head,
A bed to sleep on,
Clothes upon my back,
A full stomach, in a healthy body,
The love of family and friends,
And so much more.
Even with the current political scene, I still live in one of the wealthiest nations on the planet. I received a good education. I’ve been gainfully employed. Clean water and sanitation are a given.
While I’ve been poor at various times of my life, I’ve never known poverty. I’ve never been the victim of racism. I’ve never been denied any civil right.
I am SO blessed. It is a privilege to be able to give to others.
My wish, dear readers, for you as we head into 2019, is deep, abiding love, abundant life, and joy. May your blessings be many and your worries few. May the wind be always at your back, and the road rise up to meet you.