One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are

by Ann Voskamp

Standing before that tree, laden with fruit withheld, we listen to Evil’s murmur, “In the day you eat from it your eyes will be opened …” (Genesis 3:5 NASB). But in the beginning, our eyes were already open. Our sight was perfect. Our vision let us see a world spilling with goodness. Our eyes fell on nothing but the glory of God. We saw God as He truly is: good. But we were lured by the deception that there was more to a full life, there was more to see. And, true, there was more to see: the ugliness we hadn’t beheld, the sinfulness we hadn’t witnessed, the loss we hadn’t known. We eat. And, in an instant, we are blind. No longer do we see God as one we can trust. No longer do we perceive Him as wholly good. No longer do we observe all of the remaining paradise. We eat. And, in an instant, we see. Everywhere we look, we see a world of lack, a universe of loss, a cosmos of scarcity and injustice. We are hungry. We eat. We are filled … and emptied.

Thanksgiving raises the dead!

“Wherever you are, be all there”

Read this when I’m mad at Luke.

Worry is the facade of taking action when prayer really is.

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow” (Romans 15:13 NIV,

“to put one’s faith in; to trust.”1 Belief is a verb, something that you do.