Believe} I am Blessed

In 2013, my word was gratitude. I had just read Ann Voskamp’s book, “One Thousand Gifts,” and I was so inspired by her writing that I decided to take the joy journey and keep a gift list of my own. 

#1 music from the ones you love, Jeremy Camp, There Will be a Day

#2 cool wood planks beneath my feet, sturdy and straight

#3 air filled lungs and easy breathing

#4 baby boy clothes for the one in the womb

#5 lunch date with my man

#6 fresh farm iced cream, cool on a hot summer day

The act of gratitude and giving thanks is not one that came naturally to me. Some days I had to really stretch myself to put the pen to the paper and record any kind of blessing in my journal.

Fresh brewed sweet tea spilled on a newly scrubbed floor.

To know me is to know that I’m a little OCD about our house, in particular the floors (seems to have rubbed off on my other half over the years – he may even be worse than me at this point) so being thankful as I cleaned up the sticky sweet mess all over the freshly washed planks seemed disingenuous to me.

As I grudgingly wiped away the sugary drink, I realized that not every circumstance feels like a gift.

Give thanks in all things, even when you can’t be thankful for all things.

Being grateful isn’t about feelings, it’s about the object of our gratitude. True gratitude isn’t directed towards the gift, it’s directed toward the Giver.

The world has made me weary lately, with pandemics and politics and all the noise in my head from the left to the right.

Lord, you know I need to change my perspective. 

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If I sit for just a second, I’ll be quick to realize my list of blessings is long. Even if it started and stopped with Jesus taking my place on the cross, it would be more than I deserve. That in itself is worthy of keeping my complaints down and my praise up.

For ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich.

2 Corinthians 8:9

In Christ, I am poor no more. I am abundantly, enormously blessed.

Because of Jesus’s finished work on the cross, I can expect to walk in all of his gifts. He loves me like no other. I just need to fix my eyes on Him, and believe. 

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