Good Morning!

I wake up every morning full of love and gratitude. I could have died in the night, for a million things could have gone wrong. My heart could have failed me. A fire could have broken out. A burglar could have broken in. A meteorite could have struck me dead. Of course, the odds of any of those happening are very slim. Just as are the odds of nothing coming out of nothing. But the fact is, if there is no special reason why I should be here, then I should not be here. Yet, I am here.

This realization fills me with a warm feeling of being loved. I am here because of love. The proximate cause is the love that my parents had for each other. Few people will dispute that. The ultimate cause is the love of a Creator who has called me by name and formed me in my mother’s womb. There will be a few people who will dispute that. I do not. Instead, I bow my head in deep gratitude.

Life is full of random events: chance meetings, chance events, chance opportunities. Yet, in all that randomness, there is serendipity. There is pattern of love and of someone looking after me that emerges. Even when things go wrong, somehow there is goodness that eventually comes forth. Oh happy fault!

Yes, every morning is a good morning for me.

Let all the earth cry out to God with joy.

Jesus said to the crowds:
“Amen, amen, I say to you,
whoever believes has eternal life.
I am the bread of life.
Your ancestors ate the manna in the desert, but they died;
this is the bread that comes down from heaven
so that one may eat it and not die.
I am the living bread that came down from heaven;
whoever eats this bread will live forever;
and the bread that I will give
is my Flesh for the life of the world.”
John 6:47-51

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