I suppose it is ostentatious to say so, but going through the list of all the things I am thankful for today a pattern emerges. It seems that I am grateful for things that have congregated around me as in a river current.
I cannot credit my own strength or genius for this. Instead I count the strength and genius of others within my reach as pure, glorious miracles. I never deserved any of them any more than the flotsam deserves jetsam.
Thus to my mind does God as metaphor become God as reality.
As is oft cited, we stand on the shoulders of those who preceded us. Add to that, the co-dependency of the “genius of others”.
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I’m going to guess that hard work and good decisions had a lot to do with the things that just floated up to you.
I’m reminded of Jimmy Stewart saying Grace
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