My Overflowing Cup

True to my “go against the flow” side, I have not partaken in the Facebook trend to write a daily “what I ‘m thankful for” ditty, but as I was looking up some recipes this afternoon (for absolutely obliterating the healthfulness of sweet potatoes by adding copious amounts of sugar and butter), it struck me that indeed, my heart brims over with gratitude.

I promise you won’t walk away and think I have some peachy keen life full of sunshine and flowers. In fact, I hope to reveal that some of my most profound thanks is born out of loss and despair.

So here is my (brief) gramercy list in no particular order:

~ Thankful for parents who took me to church and raised me to know who God is so that I wasn’t left searching the void when my young adult years came.

~ Thankful for parents who stayed married so I never had to endure the pain of divorce, yet whose poor communication and lack of friendship made me realize early on the immense priority those things must be in my own marriage.

~ Thankful that my mom and I had 24 years together. Her death caused me to be acutely mindful that each day of life is a gift to be treasured and that the influence a mother has on her children is life long. Death doesn’t scare me anymore.

~ Thankful for a husband who has endured many rude, disrespectful words from my lips without retaliating, also that he stuck by me through seasons of depression and loved me when I was so unlovely.

~ Thankful that we have “lost it all” materially speaking because this revealed my heart of greed, sense of entitlement, misplaced worth, lust for earthly treasures and lack of compassion for the poor.

~Thankful that God gave me the distinct privilege of being a mother to my 3. Thankful that the intense pain and intense love of motherhood balances me out and reminds me of the great love God and mercy has for me.

~ Thankful that, after being part of the conversation between a partially hearing and a deaf person, I have my five senses (for now). To see the beauty in creation, to smell the rich brew of espresso, to hear the notes and tempo of my favorite song, to taste the creamy sweetness of crème brulee`, to touch the strong hand of my husband- these are the spice of life!

~ Thankful that my few lifelong friendships give me a depth, solace and acceptance that is irreplaceable and for the friendships that come and go- they are precious if only for a short season of time.

~ Thankful for a sister who, despite our very different personalities, is my dearest friend, confidante, cheerleader, prayer partner.

~ Thankful for a hip disease that humbled my youthful pride and for the surgery that took a year to heal from, so that I can empathize with diseases/illnesses that debilitate other people. I am mindful of this every time I run, jog or walk.

~ Thankful that my husband and I are committed to each other through the ups and downs of life (and there have been many downs), that he values our time together and dates me “just because”.  His laugh and smile make my world a brighter place.

~ Thankful for a God with whom I have full acceptance, a Savior who knows the nuances of humanity, and the Spirit He gave to empower us supernaturally; also for the Bible- the beautiful words we have that reveal His plan for the world, comfort our hearts and direct our steps.

Give thanks. Today. Everyday. For the rest of your days.

6 thoughts on “My Overflowing Cup”

  1. i just loved this post! you are a lovely human and i know we would be dear friends in real life! hugs to you this Thanksgiving!

    1. @ davirebecca… And to think we lived right down the road from each other for all those years. Hugs to you. You and your heart for the Lord inspire me. Love your blog, but I AM put to shame by your creativity and artistic ability. In that, we have nothing in common. I have 0% mad decorating skills and 0% party planning skills!
      PS. How DO you make those lovely curls in your hair anyways :)???

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