"The way through is hard. But do i really want to be saved?" - ann voskamp, one thousand gifts, p.41
these words pierce me.
these words deflate already small me.
doesn't it all so often feel like work?
"How do we live fully so we are fully ready to die?" - ann voskamp, one thousand gifts, p.29
so help me, i want to live that answer.
i've forgotten to give thanks.
i thought about that earlier this morning at work (yes, i mean this morning; i've been working overnight putting up the floorset these past few days). i thought something about being thankful, and then i thought, about what? and then i remembered: for this job. for the opportunity to be doing something here, to be His hands here. i don't know what will come of it, but i don't have to.
i've made friends faster at work than maybe anywhere else (including kindergarten. i'm looking at you, high school musical). and i'm far more extroverted at work than i am with anyone but my close friends. so all of that has had me wondering what purpose He's got with me in that store.
& i forget to thank Him for that opportunity, for the gift of working with some pretty awesome people.
i forget to thank Him for thinking of how much i would appreciate a friendly working environment, especially in light of the fact that i left behind one of the best when i left my job at kumon in august.
i forget to thank Him for giving me the opportunity of working with such amazing people at kumon, instead of being angry that i had to leave.
if non-eucharisteo is what caused the fall, it makes perfect sense to me, because non-eucharisteo has caused my fall these past weeks.
instead of being grateful i have a church to go to on sundays, i complain that i have to miss it for work and don't want to get up for it when i can go.
instead of being grateful football exists and i enjoy watching michigan play when i can, i complain that i've missed every game of theirs this season.
instead of being grateful for having a cell phone that works, the bill for which i still don't pay, and getting a new phone this weekend, i complain that i still don't have an iphone.
maybe this act of thanksgiving could change everything.
maybe it already has.
are there specific areas about which you could be more grateful? how do you plan to actively implement expressions of gratefulness into your life?
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