Wednesday, March 22, 2023



“What you are is God’s gift to you, 
what you become is your gift to God.”
 ~ Hans Urs von Balthasar He rekindles skies with molten gold and rose

The rose glow was brief, soon snuffed by a shroud of impending spring showers

This life we live is like a gift we open every day
To glorify the Giver by the things we do and say
To solemnize the prize that God’s renewed mercy bestows
With praise, as He rekindles skies with molten gold and rose

This life is like a race that teaches runners to endure
For joy still set before us that this world cannot secure
And no one knows how near or far the finish line is set
Before we cross into Yon Incomprehensible Yet

This life composes testaments we should not overlook
Each day a sacred page we fill and God seals in a Book
Where we all hold a precious part in His heart and His plan
And all are called to love Him first and then our fellowman

This life is like a gift we open every morning, oh
Then pray we seek to honor He who grants Time’s fresh ‘hello’
And live as if today could be the final gift, before
We pass over the finish line into Forevermore

Oh, what a dreadful pity if, too late we recognize
The gift of day-to-day was but the prelude to the Prize
But what a joyful morning it will be for all who saw
Beyond faith's frond and humbly esteemed each new dawn with awe 

© Janet Martin


O, the depth of the riches
of the wisdom and knowledge of God!
How unsearchable are His judgments,
and untraceable His ways!

34“Who has known the mind of the Lord?
Or who has been His counselor?”j

35“Who has first given to God,
that God should repay him?”k

36For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things.
To Him be the glory forever! 

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