Everything is thank you if you look carefully.
The trees that lose their leaves still raise their limbs.
The earth farewells the sun and moves around again.
Those we love draw tears and smiles from us in unison.
Everything is grace and begins again.
We know this because each new day speaks of redemption.
Because Peter denied his friend and was forgiven.
Because the sleep that restores us, in a small way reflects the resurrection.
Each small death, brings life, and each gift of surrender, is an offering.
A down payment for the new day coming.
For every Friday is followed by a Sunday.
And every empty grave formerly held something.
Yes everything is thank you if you look carefully.
Everything in nature, love and life reveals the resurrection.
He who bore our sin, pain and grief lives again.
And our cross, so hard to bear we find lifts us to heaven.
Yes everything that happens we can thank him. For we know our story lives in his, without an ending.
Ana Lisa de Jong