If we could drift toward gratitude we’d be like a butterfly eased too quickly from the cocoon. No muscle would be gained from our endeavors. We’d be left weak, and dying.
We need to develop discipline to keep us walking thankful. It starts with a choice, an intentional shift in thinking. It becomes a daily habit and then a routine of life. We begin to breathe gratitude like the air that sustains us. It becomes like the pneuma, His Spirit alive and dancing within us.
In the end, it leads to flying.
Breathe with me, and share your list of today’s joys.
Warm kitten, sleek and purring
A camera, stilling beauty, capturing wonder
Music that makes the heart sing
A difficult job completed
Friends who stand by you as you work your way through
Courage in the midst of vulnerability
Keys to tap, words to work with
Warmth of sun shining from clear skies
Wind and snows that clean the air and earth
Worshipful women, friends
Laughter, from the heart
Hope, fresh and fervent
May your week be blessed with bold gratitude, and may it carry you through,
toward the flying.