You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.

I am my own worst enemy.

I can subvert, distract, and defeat myself more effectively than anyone else.

Yet despite myself - and often without intention - I can contribute to, cooperate with, and experience such exquisite grace.

I am anointed as a child of God. My meaning is found and my purpose is achieved in relationship with God.

In relationship God's gifts are continual and overflowing.