predictable grace

through the tent door

I peek out the flap of my tent door.
Is there manna again, today?

Yes, there is manna.

I am amazed every morning at the miracle of this gift.
Yet, just before the morning,
I wonder,
Can I dare to hope that it will come again?

This quiet and consistent blessing
Builds my faith one morning at a time.

Here it is, again.

Thank you.

[photo by Ishai Parasol per cc 2.0]

 

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