Thanksgiving is Thursday — and tis’ the season to be grateful.
Gratitude projects galore are pinging on Pinterest and booming on blogs — and mine has been fun (though I’ve not documented it too much here on the blog.)
But I was thinking today that gratitude is fairly easy for me. I’m the gushy type, after all. Being an only child/military brat has made me more acutely aware of the value of relationships, family and friends — simply because I had to say goodbye a lot. And I find myself spontaneously lost in moments of overflowing gratitude as I look into my babies’ eyes or hear my husband play guitar.
But while making a gratitude list today — you know, napkins, clean water, loving family — I had an epiphany.
It’s easy to be grateful for things that are, well, great. But when things are not so great? Well, that’s when I find my gracious spirit especially compromised.
Even now — I think back on my first emotions learning that Kate had Down syndrome. They certainly weren’t, “Thank you, God!” But now — “thank you” seems so lacking compared to the gift she is. That scary Down syndrome? It’s on the top of my gratitude list.
With that perspective, I am challenging myself to be grateful for the less obvious things. The messy stuff. The confusing moments. Because I have found that in the adventure of life, the toughest trails lead to the most beautiful views.
After all — if we hadn’t been there, well, we wouldn’t be here. A place for which we are so grateful.
May your Thanksgiving be filled with thanks for all of life’s adventures — and the lights that guide us along the way.
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds.” — Philippians 4:6-7