Sometimes, all I need is a new fountain pen and a journal to drive out discontentment. I’m slowly learning that a life filled with gratitude only happens if I take the time to be thankful for the specific small things, the infinitesimal moments that add up to my life as a whole. I can’t just paint a broad stroke of thankfulness across my life and say that I give thanks “in all things”, it just doesn’t fasten. It only ‘fastens’ if I drive in those specific nails of thankfulness one nail at a time, one day at a time.
When I stop looking for those small things to be thankful for the crummy weeds of discontentment creep in and begin to strangle. And when the strangling happens it has a ripple effect to all those around me.
Right now I bounce back and forth emotionally from house showings in Colorado and house showings in Texas. I have no idea where my future will be and I’m finding this a good thing instead of a frustrating situation.
I’m thankful for falling oak leaves, crisp-cool-air, acorn memories
There is a different kind of fall here in the Piney Woods of East Texas. I’m finding JOY in this.
I’m thankful for deep, complete breaths
I’m thankful for sitting on the deck in my pajamas
I’m thankful for spending more time with my parents
C. S. Lewis says that if you think of this world as a place intended simply for our happiness, you find it quite intolerable: think of it as a place of training and correction and it’s not so bad. If fact in my opinion, I think it even becomes good because then you begin to live life with an eternal perspective.
I’m thankful for reciting 10 Little Monkeys with my granddaughter
I’m thankful for ‘just the two of us’ in Texas
I’m thankful for a big fenced yard the Kenzie can run in
My wish for you this week of Thanksgiving is that you will become more attentive and aware of the many blessings that fill your day. Accept the whole of each moment and give thanks. Happy Thanksgiving!