Today, I am extremely grateful for my family. I am grateful for their safety in the midst of earthquakes and tremor replicas. I’m also grateful for technology because a silly texting app has allowed me to keep in touch with my parents when the phone line lands and internet cease to work. I know God holds my family and me in His hands.
Today I was thankful for being able to attend a humbling service at Keller Park Church, and being reminded that we must not neglect any areas of our spiritual lives, but grow akin to the voice of the Spirit and follow where it leads. I was later blessed to talk with my parents and know that they are always there to remind me to cling to God and encourage me to move forward. I was also extremely thankful for Stephen. I am amazed at how he is able to keep up with me in my awful days. I am incredibly blessed to have a boyfriend who cares for me and who shows that care even in the small pleasures of life. Without the ice cream he got me, I don’t know how I would’ve been motivated to continue knitting my scarf.
“Thanks:” such a simple word, yet it carries so much weight.
Lately, I have seen the power of gratitude. When we learn to live life by giving thanks for all the things that we have–that we are blessed with, yet we don’t deserve–we are much happier. This semester I’ve had to learn the art of thanking. The amount of homework for my classes had become overwhelming; the other duties I had to fulfill were starting to feel like enslaving shackles, as opposed to opportunities to serve those around me. However, as I began giving more thanks an being grateful for another day of life I was being granted by God, I realized my spirit was uplifted and strengthened. Such a simple word, yet it brought so much light into my life. Although I became pessimistic about all the things I felt obligated to do, the gratitude I felt towards God enlightened the gratitude I felt toward those around me.
Tonight I had the opportunity to share the moving and changing force of gratitude–although I might say it is as powerful, moving, and changing as the force of gravity–with the girls on my floor. Earlier this evening, we gathered in the basement of our building and broke bread together. We prayed. We gave thanks; we were grateful for God’s grace and forgiveness, for our families, for our roommates and friends, for our floor’s community.
There is nothing else I can write that can truly portray how I feel about gratitude. All I know is that I am happy and content. I am grateful for God’s love, my family, friends, and community. I give thanks and I am at peace.
“Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world” ~John Milton