Lover of Life how blessed this life is when we stop long enough to pay attention! Bless our scars - for they repair what was broken and hold together was was torn apart or burned away. Bless our grief - for we have loved, and cherished, and in losing, find the other still present in their absence. Bless our vulnerabilities - for only through them do we grow, need one another, and find the ground of real and lasting gratitude. Bless our imperfections - for they make us appreciate those who have the strengths and gifts we do not and are the starting point for our own spiritual growth. Lover of Life how blessed this life is when we pay attention, not to the bitterness or the long struggle, though they are also important, but to what holds, heals, needs, cherishes, loses, gives thanks, and grows more merciful, generous, and loving through it all. Amen.