Thanks, Linda! I have a lot of gratitude for you!
Of all the gifts my parents gave to me during the course of a lifetime, there is one that's the most precious of all.
It's the gift of faith.
For that precious, priceless gift, I have immense gratitude.
Naturally, as a child and teen growing up, I had no inkling how important that gift really was.
There were times when I really disliked going to church.
What life taught me, however, is that faith is a lot more than just attending church services.
It's a way of life.
It's relying on God when things get tough.
When the dark, hard times of life rolled in for my parents, and trust me, there were many, they relied on faith to get them through.
They went faithfully to Mass every Sunday, taught us prayers, and turned impossible problems over to the Lord. He always took care of them.
Now that my parents have both gone to the other side, that gift of faith continues to play out in my own life.
When things happen over which I have no control, when my heart is breaking, when worry starts to poke its ugly fingers in my heart, and when I am at a loss for a solution to a problem, I know where to turn.
Almighty God takes care of every detail for His children, no matter how old they are.
For the gift of faith, my gratitude is without end.