Gratitude

Over time, I have talked of hope being something not intended by its meaning. Another word that often gets used in a “false” sense in the world today is gratitude. Actually, that has probably been true over the centuries; people are good at appearing gratuitous with their gratitude but are often just hiding their feelings.

Gratitude is taught as important; giving thanks for the blessings, gifts and resources we receive from others. Sometimes this may be born out of politeness or an expectation of credit for doing so; in other cases, it may just be from the heart, as intended.

This short poem/reflection below talks to the theological gift of gratitude. It is a gift from God, even though we may feel we are “grateful” for the grace which provides the gift in the first place. Our disposition towards gratitude tells the whole story. It is about us getting thanks for what we do, or in giving the gift? No, it’s about doing the right thing anyway; God will thank us through an enriched relationship.

Abundance – Take Two

Gratitude

Gratitude is the gravy which comes before the end of the meal.

Smothering all our blessings,

Resealing them with the goodness that delivered them.

Particularly when we are not expecting,

Or deserving of them.

Gratitude is the ability to keep an open heart,

To be thankful, but in a real way,

Not with just a smile or handshake,

But with thanks given from inside, from the soul.

No holdback, no agenda, just thanksgiving.

Gratitude is not expecting thanks for your work or deeds,

For then our work is worthless in the eyes of God,

Merely done for glory,

Or some other purpose.

Gratitude is a rush of grace, delivered not expecting payment or reward.

Only then we feel gratitude,

Receive gratitude,

And then, like a mirror,

Grace is reflected in the face of the giver,

Who loves you for what you have done, and what you are.

So today, let us feel gratitude being here together,

As the Body of Christ,

Celebrating His gift of gratitude, as we give to each other,

And those in need of a retreat, solace, or just a kind, listening ear.

For it is in our outpouring we also receive.

The gift of gratitude, now being coddled and held within us all.

Let us leave this place grateful

Grateful for the sun rising,

For the heat in our homes,

The fresh tea on the stove,

And the love of God which dwells within.

Amen

Reflection, image and poem Copyright Michael J. Cunningham 2024