When I begin to feel overwhelmed with the dirty laundry and the dirty dishes and sick, fevered children, with schedule-planning and decision-making and character-training — when I begin to feel overwhelmed with life, I try to stop and breathe and remember to be thankful.
Ann Voskamp, in her book one thousand gifts, beautifully articulates the heart-transforming work of thanks-giving.
Yesterday I listed some of my blessings. Today, as I look at the piles of dirty dishes and the hampers full of laundry, I need to focus my heart once more on the gifts surrounding me.
* sweet buttercream frosting licked from mixing bowl
* boys counting UNO cards
* old hymns on an acoustic guitar
* colorful K’Nex car rolling down the black driveway
* tropical smell of pineapple in the blender
* bedroom floor large enough for boys to flank my bed on their make-shift sleeping mats
* cheerful warble of birds in the yard and on my porch
* visits with grandparents
* children’s giggles
What gifts can you name in the midst of your messy, busy, demanding life?