I took the kids camping, and Geneveive got up early to take me exploring. We found the opening of an old mine shaft, which are so common in the Colorado mountains. Old miners would find a vein of gold and silver and dig down to follow it as far as they could or until it ran out.
I’ve been reflecting: each of us has a personal deposit of kindness shown to us by our Father – experiences and blessings that are like a vein of gold. If we sit and reflect on what He’s done for us and how He’s shown His love for us, it is like mining on that vein of gold. We will realize there’s a lot more there than we see. He has given it to us personally. And it’s a vein that runs deep. We won’t exhaust it or find the end of it.
The feelings of gratitude that we pull up out of that vein will fuel our next step, and help us know we are loved.
On the Path of Life... 