Another month of memories is almost in the treasure chest. Some of those memories were regular stones — precious because of their shape or texture or beauty. So regular that I sometimes tripped over them. Others were gems — ranked precious because of the clarity of their composition, the hues of wisdom they radiate, and their rareness on my path. Obviously, I don’t trip over these instead, I usually have to mine them very carefully.
The blessed healing of a sick furbaby.
The joy of writing my Gratitude — day after day throughout the month.
A Daughter-in-law and son living in a wintry state (you know — that state up North that must go un-named to anyone from OH) who remember to send us a picture of our Grands who are growing up so far away from us.
Laughter and singing with the Grandson our trips home from school. Serious conversations, too, that sparkle with their hints of what blessings they will bring to the world.
Another son who sends me a song he is listening to because he knows I will love it. Then I cry a little bit as I listen, missing him even more than usual since he too is far away.
Laughing days and activities spent with the daughter and her family. Sitting on patios, watching a fire or an OSU/MI game, sharing a meal, plotting the next adventure together.
Long conversations with the other daughter who is following her dream and who, so much like her mama and yet so different, likes living in such a big city like NYC.
Moments spent in the war room. Looking at answers to prayer, praying for those in need, absorbing the quiet that comes deep in my heart and reading over and over the verses given to me for this month — finding something new each time.
Gratitude is a garden. Growing exponentially as manna and living water are applied. Blossoming, bearing fruit, and adding, even more, shine to the memories circling in my treasure chest.
So as we enter the last month of the year, I will carry my Gratitude Attitude forward with me. I may not write about it every day, but it will be there. Shining in my eyes, sparkling in my words, hitting the high notes of my song. That is the real Gratitude Attitude — one that travels with me every day of my life.
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“…be filled with the Spirit; speaking one to another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody with your heart to the Lord; giving thanks always for all things in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ to God, even the Father…” ~ Ep 5:18-20