I woke up on the wrong side of the bed the other day. It was one of those days where you're cursing the sun for even coming out. I was anything but grateful for that day - if anything, I was mad it existed. I struggle with this a lot. I'm somewhat pessimistic (or a realist, as I like to call it). I tend to overshadow my day with the bad and forget about the insanely glorious blessings God showers me with continuously despite my unworthiness.
But luckily, my God watches out for me every second of the day. On that day I felt like crap (and was wishing everything was different or better or more or blah, blah, blah), a few of my sisters (in Christ) were meeting to pray and study a bit. And, what topic did we discuss? Thankfulness!
Funny, God. Real funny. ;)
I wish that I could garner a heart of thanksfulness. I know I can - but I wish it would just appear today, magically and without effort. I want to wake up every single day being thankful for the ground I walk on, the man I wake up next to, the car that takes me to work.
I am perfectly made. You are perfectly made. Remember that.
That alone is enough to be thankful for each day!
Psalm 139: 13-18
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
I've decided that I have to start waking up thankful. Thankful for my wonderful husband (and that he puts up with all that he does). Thankful that I have a job and a way to get there. Thankful for the beautiful sky and the mystery behind it. Thankful for God's grace - because ..shoot.. I NEED that more than anything!
Do you struggle with this? Here's a book that I was recommended and plan on picking up soon, One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp.
Thankful for g-chat... =) LOVE YOU C!!!
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