I’m terrible at remembering anniversaries; I often float through my days on a cloud of my own imaginings, unaware of the exact date. Sometimes I don’t even know the month. I consider this one of the benefits of being an “Indie girl.” My time is mostly my own.
5 Days ago, I was challenged on Facebook to participate in the Gratitude Challenge. In case you haven’t seen it–a friend challenges you to, for 5 days in a row, name 3 things you’re grateful for. So I’ve been getting up every morning, and first thing, writing a little ode to Gratitude.
Here’s what I wrote this morning:
I’m grateful for the many extraordinary instances when I’ve experienced amazing grace in my life, as when 5 loaves become able to feed 5,000 hungry people, for example, when:
1) I turn on the shower faucet and abundant clean water–cold, warm, or hot, whatever temperature I desire–gushes out to cleanse me, body and soul;
2) Autumn comes again and the apples ripen, the fields turn golden, there is plenty to harvest and eat, and enough to preserve to get us through the upcoming dormant times;
3) People (you, others, I) become able to overcome our hurt and anger enough to find a glimmer of understanding for the one who hurt us, which enables us to forgive, and sometimes, after time lessens our anguish, even, amazingly to reconcile differences and rebuild unity;
Here’s to Grace — when despair turns to hope; when fear turns to trust; when lies are exposed and demolished by truth; when love conquers hate; when our profoundly beautiful hope for peace and justice is rewarded with the answer, “Yes, it shall be so.”
What are you likely to remember, even when you forget what day it is?