Everyday I’m not left in the dark,
or floating in space,
or without a bite
or something to wear
or air,
I believe all over again
what I’m prone to forget:
God is good.
His graces are daily.
He brings up the sun,
pulls tides,
grounds gravity,
gives food,
changes seasons,
allows me to work, sleep, and play
without a worry
that these gifts
will be gone tomorrow.
It’s the little things,
the givens,
that are biggest
when I remember them.
“…do not worry about tomorrow…,” Mt 6:34.
One True Love 