Or, rather God caught me.
It was last Sunday afternoon. Between texts and trying to form plans, I realized that it might not be possible for me to attend an event I had helped to plan. Really it wasn't that big a deal...just a game night with friends...but usually when something like that happens, I become frustrated that things aren't going my way.
But this time was different. I was ok with maybe missing out...because of one very simple thought: everything is a gift.
As I sat there on my bed, I looked around at all I have and asked myself how I could possibly complain about one thing not going my way. Really, do I have any right?
I'm just beginning this journey of learning thankfulness. I've complained oh so many times. I've asked for, no, demanded more oh so many times.
More. More gifts. Have I earned any of this? No. And yet, I act like I deserve the right to more.
But I am changing. By God's grace, I'm changing. And I know it's a lifelong journey. The choice to give thanks, becomes a habit...and the habit starts to define me. Giving thanks gives me a spirit of thanksgiving. My perspective is renewed. And that changes everything.
Thank God.
Thank You, God.
"..and my soul is amazed by this gift of Your grace and these arms that take me in..."
*These thoughts were, in part, inspired by One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp. Definitely recommend it!