What if you woke up today
with only the things
you thanked God for yesterday?
So the other day I was driving to Brett's work to have lunch with him. It's about a half hour drive. And while I was driving, I literally thought about each individual, little, tiny, seemingly insignificant thing that I was grateful for.
I thought about Kembry, with whom I struggle the most. It was eye opening to find out I loved everything about her, especially her outrageously enthusiastic energy and personality. If I had to wake up and not have her smile and squeal to greet me, I'd be lost. She teaches me to use the patience I pray for.
I thought about living in an apartment right now, and even though I don't love it, I found that I was really grateful that this is where I am. I'm very close to my little family (literally) and while at first it felt like I didn't have enough space to myself, now it feels like the little space I have is filled with the things and the people I love most. No matter where I am in the apartment, I can see or hear them. It's actually quite nice.
I thought about how fortunate we are to have freeways. To have cars. To have shoes. I was grateful for my ten toes and fingers. I was grateful that, even though I have a bad back, I can still walk (most of the time) and I was grateful that I had a back in the first place. I was grateful for a body that bares beautiful children. I was grateful for my five senses.
I was grateful for kissing.
I thought of so many seemingly silly things, and my heart was filled with joy that wasn't so silly.
It was absolutely the most wonderful 30 minute drive I've ever taken.