Seen/stolen from a Facebook post today: “Your very heartbeat is the generosity of
God.” --James Finley
I love hugs.
Heartbeats meld together and leap at the possibilities of life when
people hug. Petting our cats, I feel
their hearts beat as they purr in contentment.
Sometimes there is a rhythmic cadence in the air, like the heartbeat of
creation. Listening to my own heart as
it beats I can feel the tempo of stress, of relaxation, of excitement and other
emotions. The whoosh, whoosh of blood
flowing is audible if I listen deeply.
Feel the tempo of the gift, for it is a gift: living.
Wrap your thoughts around that concept:
your heartbeat means you are living.
Each beat represents a new moment to accept God’s generosity.
We take it for granted, hearts beating their individual
rhythm, keeping pace with creation; until someone reminds us that each beat is
an unconditional gift from God.
O Creator of the Universe, you created me! I am here, now, my heart beating, because you
created me. I listen to the rhythm, I
feel the song, I rejoice in the strength as I embrace the fact that you created
me. Let me live in the knowledge of your
generosity for each year, each day, each heartbeat. You created me! Amen.