This morning at prayer, I looked to the day ahead to ask God’s grace and guidance. I wanted to live the gift of this day with awareness and gratitude. I've learned that to do so means signing up for it again--many times throughout the day.
A sense of dismay came as I recalled my track record of previous days, how quickly each one passed without my stopping for either awareness or for gratitude. I really wanted to do better, to live this day well, and fervently asked for God’s help.
"How many times today will you have to remind me, Lord?” I asked. Spontaneous, unbidden memory rose and spoke in sweet reply,
"Kiss me one 100 times today!”
My heart flip-flopped. Not a chore but a kiss. I get it no


