Grateful. Reluctant to break down the value of Grace at every spoken word or effortless breath. This is not a standing discipline. Though most of our lives is expended walking and talking. Many things may be done on one’s feet. Not so with humble gratitude, not simply for life and the autonomous controls programmed into flesh. But, for the repercussions of choices made and new life experienced simply because you heard and appropriately responded.

How my choices are altered by interaction with the Divine providence of God. Nonchalant reactions to the miraculous are insanity of purpose. Taking for granted or offering base acknowledgement of God’s intervention may never be taken lightly, especially in the midst of tumult or spiritual deliverance from Dominion. Built upon the foundations of matter, time, energy and gravity a life lived in the solid grasp of gratitude presents a clarity beyond reason. Having God’s Spirit breathe life into dirt and the reckoning of each moment that preserves transcends self awareness.

If not. If not, but. If not, but for God’s will nothing happens. Matter doesn’t possess the quality to occupy space, or move, or think, or apply gravitational influence upon surrounding bodies. In the absence of light, heat, sound, vacuum or purpose it simply never was, is or will be. Without God deeming it so, there is no shape or form, no will to become that which never was. I am not suddenly coming to a plausible understanding of the need for gratefulness, but rather acknowledging that without humility I have misunderstood existence. Laughter though impressive as expression of mirth is simple reminder of the joy that comes from knowing God loved each of us enough to consider ever offering one millisecond of concentration upon the idea that became you and me.

He powerfully instructed Jeremiah of this gift. I knew you before you were thing in your Mother’s womb, God said. And I sanctified you as a Prophet to the nations. It is amazing that I should ever expect God to set me straight as He lovingly did with Prophets and Job. Having to remind me that I am not self existent astounds my little mind. Without God I am not even a concept. And with Him, working through His awesome life, light, provision, promise and power, I may influence the groundwork and universal elements. Forgetting this awesome, inexplicable and miraculous relationship, however brief is tantamount to amnesia. No gratitude is DNA of humanity. For absent that continuous quality of consciousness all else is void.