Pleasure is spread through the earth
In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
~William Wordsworth
My Aunt Johnnie worked for a shoe company, and so my sisters and I nearly always got shoes from her on our birthdays and at Christmas. But because a shoe box is so recognizable, and she, like me, hated being predictable, she put things other than shoes in the shoe boxes and the shoes in more unlikely boxes. As a result we had no idea what her gifts were until the day came to untie the ribbons and open them up. However, as Aunt Johnnie was a good and generous woman of means, we knew, even before we opened them, that we’d love and be grateful for whatever the gifts were.
Scripture tells us that “this is the day the Lord has made” and then implores us to “rejoice and be glad in it.” Since each day is a gift from God and since He is a good and generous Father with unlimited means, we can rest assured that there is inherent goodness in all our days. But it is only with a grateful heart that in “untying the ribbon” and opening up the gift we’ll find the miraculous not only on the outstanding days but also in the common ones and those filled with trials.
Thought to ponder for the day: “I have nothing to give that was not a gift to me.”
If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask Him. Matthew 7:11 ✝
Thank you, Lord Jesus, that you save, you heal, you restore, and you reveal Your Father’s heart to us! You have captured me with grace and I’m caught in Your infinite embrace!
** Images via Pinterest
Sacred Touches 
Pingback: 383. Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons. ~Ruth Ann Schabacker | Sacred Touches
oh thank you Natalie for such a delightful remembrance that we are recipients of such a profound gift and yet on our own, we have nothing to give to equal in return—in turn learning humble and joyful gratitude—may I continue learning gratitude for the large as well as small gifts which come my way on a daily basis–
hugs and love—cookie
LikeLike
I’m glad you enjoyed the post and found it meaningful, Cookie. I always knew that our days were gifts but my stroke a year and a half ago drove the message home even louder and clearer. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
LikeLike
What a wonderful metaphor! . . . Thinking of each day as a gift makes very single say special.
LikeLike
Thank you, Sheryl. Each of our days are indeed special. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
LikeLike
Another interesting and thought-provoking post, Natalie. thank you for it.
LikeLike
Thank you, Cynthia. You are very welcome. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
LikeLike
Wünsche dir einen schönen sonnigen Sonntag.Liebe Grüße von mir.Gislinde
LikeLike
Thank you so much, Gislinde. I pray that you are feeling better and that you have lovely week. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
LikeLike
An absolutely delightful post!! Thank you, Natalie!! ❤
LikeLike
Thank you so much, Skye. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I pray you have a great week. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
LikeLike
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
LikeLike