A Surprising

It is quite strange, admittedly so.

Yet I am happy, To my own surprise I must confess to this surprising reality.

Happiness is an elusive emotion, almost challenging identification. A will of the wisp, with the speed of a gazelle, and yet, always so miraculous.

God has granted me such a surprising array of gifts in this lifetime, all packaged quite differently.

A few went unopened because I did not identify the contents for an indeterminable time. I deeply regret that decision.

Every loss has opened another mile on the path I was destined to walk. Every sorrow has permitted me to recognize another fellow pilgrim, something I had not done in earlier years.

The exodus of so many beloveds caused a rupture in the strength to continue alone and threatened a surrender to survival.

Then, without warning, an infusion came from above and permitted me to arise from the swamp of sorrow.

It provided a thin veil of acceptance woven with tears but allowing an ability to accept, to understand and to always forgive. I could not survive without the protection of this garment.

It has taken a long time to recognize what has happened since I bade adieu to my yesterdays.

Yet I have finally arrived at this important stop on a complicated path and as I rest, my heart cries out with words written by Carl Boberg:

“Oh, God, how great thou art!”