Sometimes it can be so easy to find all the things wrong, to remember all the times you've been hurt, all the ways you see yourself failing, all the paths before your feet appearing vague and indiscernible. Sometimes the ease of complaining for the sympathy you get in response takes over your thoughts and you tumble head over feet into gray. But other times, you can't help but see joy. The little girl who genuinely thanks you for holding the door open as she guides her toddler brother through receives a prayer for a life filled with happiness and kindness, the woman at the check out, a gesture of sincere appreciation, the man who offers to carry a heavy box, the opportunity to help. And sometimes, your heart seems so full, its joy permeates your being, and negates all those times you felt life had dealt you a raw hand. What an awesome gift, this chance to see life anew with out all the stains you had trained your eyes to see. It's in these times, when all the immense blessings in your life become so apparent.
This life I live is truly a sun-kissed Saturday, and the warmth of love surrounding me restores my soul. The opportunities I have, the people I love, the things I could dream are as tangible a reality as this penny in my pocket.
Some might attribute this little sun burst to what I gave mention of in my previous post. Though having that new diversion is certainly welcome and I am enjoying the possibilities it brings, this feeling of thankfulness has been growing for the past several weeks. Life is good, and so much more worth rejoicing over than complaining about. An essential shift has occurred. My perspective is repaired, refocused, and dusted off. Every so often this resetting reminds me of all that is good , and makes life's trials seem less daunting. There is joy in my heart and my cup runneth over.
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