Gifting Endearment

This arrived on the doorstep, tied in blue paper & ribbon.

The photos are beautiful. The food exquisite.

The Sister & Brother who blessed me, cherished.

I tend to lean puritan in regard to my needs & the view I carry of self.

Jonathan Edwards view of sinners dangling on a spiderweb above hell...I understand this.

Then a remembrance that I am loved comes knocking. And I ride alone in my car talking 

to God about love & the web. I merit one but receive the other.

My lashes are soaked. He laid a firm foundation under the fibrous tangle, one I can rest on. One He tells me will hold.

How good to trust Him. How good to be loved.