Musings: A Sloppy Dose of Gratitude
I am grateful. Grateful for the sun, grateful for the rain. I am grateful for even the pain. Grateful for my man and grateful for my tiny new babe. I am grateful for this journey we've been in. I don't know why God wrote my story the way He did. But I am grateful to have the gig. I am grateful for fear and grateful for loss. I'm grateful for my gifts and grateful for my flaws. I am grateful to continually witness grace in my life especially in the moments when I am not quite as graceful as anyone would like. I am grateful that I am strong and independent and tenacious and bad-ass. I am grateful that I'm vulnerable and young and sometimes afraid. I'm grateful for the moments where I've been lost and anxious and scared. I am grateful for the places I've been and all the people I've met. I am grateful for my dog, I am grateful for my home, I am grateful for food and a backbone. I am grateful that I am stubborn and messy and love to a fault. I'm grateful for my baggage, that I carry and often (but should not) exalt. But boy am I grateful to have a spouse and a Maker who carry my bags and help me unpack. I am grateful for growth. For simple joys, I'm grateful for friends who have my back.
I am not grateful for the days where I had no gratitude in my heart. Those days are gone but were so dark. I wish now that I would have never let them pass me by without even a frail whisper of thanks to the One who keeps me alive. I don't want to miss opportunities to be grateful again so today I will sing, from the depths of my heart, all my thank you's and hallelujahs over and over again.
- Love, Dana