Children need to capture someone’s attention, to steal someone’s heart, to be the apple of someone’s eye. I was fortunate as a child to have a loving grandfather who made me feel special. When I declared my fine arts major in college, he bought a portfolio for me to store the artwork I would create one day. I have memories of him watching me, fascinated with who I was becoming, affirming me every chance he had. I became aware of the power of a blessing.
Blessings are often confused with getting something — health, money, prestige. Blessings are gifts from above. Right?
Not quite. It is better to think of a blessing as having someone’s attention — to be the focus of someone’s gaze. The by-product may be a gift or a heart’s desire; the blessing comes when love overflows.