{silent blessings}

We've all heard the phrase "actions speak louder than words". If you know me, you know I speak through my actions. I wear my heart on my sleeve and let my spirit speak through my doings.

So today when I sat in an exam room listening to the man sitting next to me, who was wearing the same rugged clothing he wore last week with all of his belonging in his small duffle bag, it wasn't a surprise that I was risings from my seat and walking across the room towards my lunch bag before I realized exactly what I was about to do. 

There are times when words are necessary. Times when people need to literally hear praises and comforting words and times when actions are needed. When something physical becomes more powerful than a string of words could ever be. 

I realized this today as I shuffled across the room thinking how much more this man needed my lunch than I. It was in this split second in which I made my decision to give of what I have been given that it became clear how powerful a silent blessing can become.

What shocked me more was the aftermath of the gift, when I became acutely intune with the minute details of our lives in which we overlook. There are times like today, when the fog of reality is lifted from around me and I get a glimpse of how extremely blessed I am- down to the tiny unimaginable details of my life, parts that are overlooked on a daily basis. It is in these moments that I feel the weight of "giving"; when all the blessings around me seem to press down upon me, and I am able to embrace their significance. While at the same time I feel lighter than air, knowing that there is a movement beyond our physical beings that is able to fill our souls and connect us on a level we could not physically do, even if we tried.  For in those moments I feel complete- as though the world is exactly how it should be. That our brokenness is made right for that distinct sliver in time. 

These faint blessings are capable of vigorous movements like an earthquake, with strengths to cause a cascade of events and an aftemath with tremors that ripple outward influencing and adjusting parts of our lives and others around us in ways we could not even begin to fathom. 

These silent blessings, the meek everyday parts of life and the extraordinary happenings, are what bring me back to the true meaning of living a life for others, loving and being grateful for what we have been given. It is these actions that speak louder than words- the ones we choose and those we do subconsciously that provide meaning, fulfillment and give purpose to our lives. And at the end of the day it is because of these blessings, the subtle yet resilient ones in which I have been handed, that I find myself with an extremely full life worth living every minute of- continuing to allow and embrace that mine and others actions have the undenying ability to speak louder than our words- to be silent blessings.