Imagine there was parcel of land you never knew you owned .. until one day,
you discover someone has made a home there .. just moved right in,
they have plowed the soil and planted seeds that have taken root,
seeds which in the spring, due to their diligent tending and care .. will sprout,
and with summer, bloom into beautiful gardens and sustenance yielding fields,
then in autumn at harvest time, they allow you .. though you've done no work at all ..
to take for your own the best they have to offer, and ask nothing in return,
and who in the harshness of winter,
always have a fire going in their hearth to warm yourself by,
and a welcoming candle lit in the window,
so you'll never lose your way to their unlocked door.
They have increased the wealth of this land of your's ..
this land you never knew existed until them ..
and made your life a richer one,
now tell me ..
what would you call these very special people .. squatters?
Think again and know this ..
there are places in the heart you never knew existed until one day,
with astonishment and joy ..you find them occupied ..
occupied by very special people who have called you friend ..
who have brought life, love and beauty to a place you never knew existed ..
and given your life a wealth beyond compare .. and I .. well ..
I call them blessings, and if you've ever had a kind word for someone,
ever shed a tear for another or reached out to one suffering or in pain,
if you've ever prayed or care for another,
if you've ever called someone or have been called a friend,
if you've ever taken the time to just listen to another's woes, then ..
you are a blessing, and please believe me all of you here are,
but for today .. and because I never took the time to tell Her ..
I will with a tear .. whisper the name of just one such blessing ..
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