A Gift Wrapped in a Person

'When God gives a gift he usually wraps it in a person.' - Michale Card

I count on my fingers, one… two…three people whom I wondered would ever be a part of my story or I a part of theirs. What bliss that these uniquely curved smiles, these flesh skins upon bones, these warm-blooded-beating arms touch one another daily.

 

 

To have had even a day with one of them is a gift wrapped in person. The thought of a wrapped package to come through ones gaze upon the other, a shared nerve sparking the feeling called touch, a laugh that gives rise to another, ...

 

 

 even the tears that allow the freedom for the one holding you to cry too are the very gifts that I fail to hold dear daily. Those embraces which are welcomed even when pushed away at times,

Is say to me first .... take hold, take hold, take hold -

for they will not always be.