The last couple of weeks have been anything BUT routine and the ‘naming’ and counting has been sporadic at best. I long for it, this seeing Him in everything, naming the gifts, thanking Him. I jot them down here or there, but long for the routine of seeing them all.day.long, in each moment. I am praying this week to get back to ‘normal’. (what is normal anyway?)
How are you doing with your counting and naming His gifts? Do you find it ‘easy’ to fall out of the habit of gratitude still, as I do?
- for a husband who takes off his coat when he is late for work and refuses to leave until he prays with me asking God to help us discern why I feel the way I feel. I was having a mini-meltdown, he was late for work but he laid down his life for me . . . is there a greater love than to lay down your life for a friend? So blessed to be his friend (and wife)
- seeing a special someone who shared that she reads my blog and is inspired. What joy and amazement it brings my heart to know that the Lord uses the messy of my life to touch another heart. I shake my head in wonder and ‘name’ this opportunity, GIFT.
- visiting with the elderly, putting a ‘show’ on for them with children singing and playing piano. These people who have lived, and lived long, have such tenderness in their hearts, and we get to spend time with them!
- meeting a man who has been married 72 years! His bride was upstairs baking cupcakes, we’ll meet her next time. The wonder of 72 years married to the man of my dreams. Beautiful!
- seeing cousins I haven’t seen in a long time. Hey, weren’t we always going to be children playing in the orchards and woods, riding bikes and skinning knees?
- ‘urge to purge’ in a deeper way. As the spiritual purging continues the physical follows. I’ve always been a purger and an organizer, but apparently there is grace to take them to new heights, and I am LOVING the ride.
- watching home videos and adoring what I watch. I am pretty sure I am one of the richest women in the world.
- gardening with the whole family, planting cabbage and kale.
- counting and naming “gifts”, the joy it brings.