Me. Yep. I’m still here. I’m still grateful. And I’m still enjoying a life filled with adventures in thanksliving. Like a lot of you, sometimes life gets in the way of our best intentions. For me this has been a season of pure busy-ness. Everything has been up in the air–from our calls to our home to our family being spread all over the place. We’re gradually getting life sorted out and put back into some semblance of order, a little bit more each day. But even amidst the craziness, it’s been good, and there have been small moments of grace and gratitude to celebrate every day.
Funny thing is that if you’re constantly on the look for moments of thankfulness and always turning toward generosity, the world presents you with some pretty amazing moments of grace and light. Whether it’s coffee with a good friend, shedding a tear with some faithful Christians as they gather to close their congregation, gathering with a fine group of women colleagues in ministry, or spending a quiet night with the one I love–each day brings something to appreciate, to savor, and to treasure. Even the painful moments have their little bits of light and beauty when glimpsed through the proper lens.
Today I’m catching my breath. I’m celebrating Sabbath. I’m watching, waiting, observing the moments and treasuring each precious one. In a few hours the busy, crazy week’s schedule will resume. But for now…
…for now there is rest. And it is good. Blessings to you this day. May you experience at least one shining moment to savor.
Photo: GHOURI !, Creative Commons
Whew! What a week! Today I’ve finally had time to collect my thoughts and breathe a little. It isn’t that I haven’t been thankful or practicing thanks-living for the past two days, it is simply that I’ve been running like a hamster in a wheel. Life has been on the fast and furious track, both literally and emotionally, hurtling through time and space at a blurry, disconcerting pace.
Last week was a tough one in many ways. Both my spouse and I dealt with hurt and pain among friends, family, and our parishes. Deaths, bad health diagnoses, and suffering lapped at our hearts and clouded our days, plus we were balancing busy, hectic schedules and multiple priorities. It ended up being one of those weeks where we simply got lost in the living, too busy to be present in each precious moment. Life is like that sometimes. No one said it was a 24/7/365 picnic.
Today, however, the sun is shining, and a new week fills the horizon with potential and opportunity. My challenge this week is to avoid filling each moment with “busyness” and “doing.” To live from a place of thankfulness, one must be aware of the day as it’s passing. To that end, I have set these goals for the week:
- to find time to exercise and meditate at least six out of seven days,
- to make sure I give my spouse and children quality time — not the end of day leftovers,
- to move through all activities with purpose, focusing on one thing at a time, and
- to consciously practice thanks-living by telling at least one person each day in a call, in person, or by e-mail or snail mail how thankful I am for their presence in my life.
If I truly believe each day is a precious gift, then I must spend my life giving thanks for the gift and using it wisely. To do otherwise is to deny both gift and giver.
How about you? How will you give thanks for the gift of life, each precious day, hour, and minute of it?
Photos by pfly and Hamed Saber used under Creative Commons License. Thanks!