On God's gifts
My soul , think well on the many wonderful gifts which thy high and
mighty benefactor, God, hath conferred on thine
unworthy self. Thy whole being, thy life, thy senses, thy mind, are all from Him. And whatsoever thou hast of well-being in
soul or in body is his gift. Were a limb or one of thy senses to be wanting thee, as for instance, thy sight; wouldst thou
not love him who should restore to thee that limb or sense that was lost? Why then art thou ungrateful and disobedient towards
Him who hath lavished so great things on thee: who ceaseth not to uphold thee, who maketh his sun to shine upon thee, who
feedeth thee and giveth thee to drink, and looketh to thy vesture alway? He cumbereth thy soul with graces and ceaseth not
thee. Daily doth He call thee to repentance and waiteth on thy turning to Him. He standeth ready to fill thee
with gifts of the Holy Ghost and every grace of soul, and promiseth Himself to thee as thy reward. By how much the higher
and more worshipful is thy benefactor, and his gifts more precious and more freely bestowed, by so much, o my soul, measure
thou thy sin's ingratitude.
Now therefore, do thou render Him due thanks for all. And whatsoever is an offence in the
sight of thy benefactor, do thou with all care avoid; and whatsoever thou mayest do to his honour, do it manfully!
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