Abundance - More About Less

As I sat by the window reading, watching the snow accumulate, being warmed by the fire, I was in awe of the gentleness within one feels when the snow is falling. It is a different feeling when you have to go out in it...but settling into the warmth inside was a gentling sensation. Hanging on the deck is a basket that is now overflowing with the abundance of snow we have received - snow being a rare thing here on the Sunshine Coast of British Columbia.

These words from Ted Loder, I Have So Few Ways to Pray actually spoke to me of abundance: the unexpected, the surprises, the love that came in the tough places with those surprises, and just how often I found God with so much for me when I thought there was too little.

Lord,

I have so few ways to pray, but you have many ways to answer.

Keep me alert
to your unpredictable answers, to your unexplainable surprises.

And by your grace,
make me one of those surprises for the sake of the One who taught us the surprises
of moving mountains, healing touches, wonderous stories, great banquets,
first suppers,
broken bread...
crosses and resurrections.

Abundance seems to be less about more and more about what you cannot see but what you know in the stillness, in the waiting and in the listening.