As a birthday gift to me today, I relieve myself of the burden of having to find something profound, witty, relevant, or prophetic to write about on my blog this morning.
It is enough today simply to be grateful.
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, bring peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow. (Melodie Beatie)
Things I am Grateful to God For Today:
For my husband’s love which never ceases to amaze me. When you grow up as a child in a household where there was never enough love, and what love there was had to be bargained for, you’re apt to be speechless (and a bit awkward for a time) when you happen upon someone who loves you for you.
For a daughter who some days lets me fool myself into thinking that I am the mother to her I wish my mother had been to me. On other days she reminds me just how true are the words to a Sweet Honey in Rock song, “Our children come through us, but they don’t belong to us…”
For work that fits my soul. I have the blessed privilege of doing work that suits my odd personality, work I genuinely love, work that makes my life feel meaningful. I’m also grateful that I work for someone I like a lot (myself).
For my friends who put up with my curmudgeon ways. “Without friends, problems weigh more and pleasures yield less joy,” says a writer. The plain truth is that friendship matters to me. Many of us who once believed men, children, and family were the center of life now know that friendships with other women can mean the difference between a lonely life and a lively one.
For readers who buy my books, read my articles, and who return again and again to my blog. That there are people who actually find my ramblings, my hunches, my opinions, and my occasional encounters with God helpful to their own spiritual growth only reinforces my belief in the scripture, “We have this treasure in earthen vessels that the excellency of the power may be of God and not of us.” (Here’s one of those times when the KJV translation of the Bible says it best.)
For books. It will come as no surprise to most people who know me that I’m grateful for books. Reading has saved my life and given me my back my sanity on more than one occasion. I am grateful to my mother for the one unequivocal blessing she left me, the love of reading.
For a reasonable portion of health and strength. Despite the many indiginities that come with aging, I am grateful to be alive, to be in relatively good health, and to be “clothed in my right mind.”
For my church and all the people who show up Sunday after Sunday in search of the same thing I come wishing to find, namely, a cup of hope. Best of all, I am grateful to belong to a community that prays for me when I can’t pray for myself.
Thank you God.