I was huddled at my desk in the sub-freezing morning, trying to stay warm, trying to stay happy, trying to be positive.
I try to do things all the time. Try to build relationships, try to eat healthy, try to honor my parents, try to get along with my sister, try to be responsible... I need to stop trying and start doing.
Pulling out my journal I started counting the good things about this morning. It didn't come easy, but I forced myself to do it.
#488. A piping hot shower this morning.
#489. Sparkling clear mornings.
#490. Sleeping like a baby.
#491. Clean laundry.
The more gifts I wrote down and thanked God for, the more gifts I noticed. My pen started to flow with gratefulness and awe. God is so good to me all the time, I just hadn't taken time to realize it this morning.
#503. Psalm 16:2 I said to the Lord, "You are my God, apart from You I have no good thing."
What? I've written five hundred and three good things in my journal so far, and each one of them is from God! From the grandiose to the trivial.
#104. No guilt in life!
#243. Cranberry Apple Tea with honey
#473. Early morning sun reflecting on the waves.
My heavenly Father loves to lavish me with gifts each day and each day should be one overflowing with gratefulness, inexpressible and glorious joy, worship, admiration and awe. But I don't take time to realize it.