I’m starting a new journey… of a thousand thanks.
A thousand thanks to a God who gives me abundantly more than I deserve, who’s given me life, breath, feet that can walk, hands that can touch, ears that can listen, eyes that can see. He gives so much more than this, as this inner spirit-man grows to see more than the physical, and can begin to experience what is beyond only eyes can see.
A thousand thanks.
I didn’t want to do it. I had decided not to. I didn’t want to start this list, this journey… afraid I couldn’t keep it up and would fail somehow.
But I start only with a #1…and add a few more.
If I can keep going for the rest of my life, the list could be magnanimous.
One is a starting place, so I’ll just start there. A start on the journey of journaling the ways He blesses, He gives, He loves. A chronicle of His love. Of Him. Of the beauty amidst the brokenness. All that is beautiful… is of Him and from Him… is Him.
I break the bread… and give thanks.
a hot cup of homemade chai to start the day
the bird’s song this morning, announcing the coming of spring
the praise dance concert last night
eyes that can see
hands that can touch
feet that can walk
ears that can hear
mouth that can speak and laugh
seasons… especially that the cold one finally steps aside to make room for one that is colorful and alive and delights the soul… like a cold heart melting and giving space for love to come in
cold hearts that melt and let love inside
words… words to express what’s inside
and… you’ll laugh, but
for the local dollar store, where I bought the glittery foam eggs you see in the photo above… so I could make a colorful centerpiece… so yes, thankful for the dollar store!