Some thoughts from a rec room chair, on my birthday this year.

So many good gifts each morning come down

Gifts, good and perfect, for us to spread ‘round

Joys for our pleasure from the Father of Lights

Lavished in goodness, our thanks and delight

Words from the Author, Goods from the Source

Balm for our healing, Love from His heart

No change and no turning – sundial’s remorse

Jesus best shows it; now also our part

We move and we change still; we fret, turn away

To dark and to danger that breeds its despair

But new gifts keep falling to us every day

New light and new mercies to show us God’s care

God, open our eyes to see that You’re near

And thrust out our hands that Your gifts we may share

Come, warm up our hearts, Lord, to spread forth Your love

And share with all others Your gifts from above

                            -- L. Barber    February 23, 2017

James 1:17  Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.