There are moments when I'm left breathless with gratitude, but the moment passes and I forget too easily that it happened. I need to write it down. I tell myself that often and yet I never seem to get around to opening that notebook of mine, even with fresh paper and new pens and more than enough time in my day for this one small-yet-big thing.
What better time than Lent to return to this practice of recording gratitude?
- 40 Days of Gratitude
At last I have opened that notebook, picked up that pen, written down those bits of beauty that are there in even the most trying of days. Some days I have struggled to think of more than one or two, but most days it's a matter of where do I stop?
The more I search for gratitude, the more it reveals itself.
Here we are at Day 7 and I feel like I'm seeing the world through different eyes. Instead of interruptions, I see opportunities for unexpected beauty. Instead of demands, I see opportunities to love and serve. Instead of dreariness, I see bright colours - of course, the lovely change in weather hasn't hurt, either. Blue skies and bright warm sunshine are always good for the soul.
This first week's list has been a jumble of mundane and lovely, simple and complicated. That feels about right to me.
263. Do-overs. Grace.
268. "Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, the joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue. Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, hath won my affection and bound my soul fast." - John Stocker
271. London Fog, chai tea, chocolate chip cookies.
272. Kindness and compassion. Those who listen and offer love.
279. A freshly made bed.
And you? A moment of gratitude, something from your list, a link to your own gratitude journey? I love reading every bit that you share with us.