Today's prompt - gift.
Gifts - not my love language. It falls smack in the middle between quality time and words of affirmation and physical touch and acts of service.
But it seems everyday my existence is sustained by some sort of gift. Diapers and clothes for the boys arrive in the mail. Friends stop by for conversation bringing a snack or a bevarage. A check arrives in the mail to help with our expenses. The phone rings and I am able to catch up with a friend. All of these are gifts.
What can I do to give gifts to others? I don't have a lot of money. Most of the time I do not even have transportation. But still I am called to give and to give generously.
How much easier it has been the last several months, the last couple of years, to release my grip of the illusion of control and give? Much easier in my lack than in my having enough.