It is when we feel least like being thankful that real gratitude is found.
This week has been a struggle to find the thankful.
Each day work.
Staying the course.
Seeking.
Because gratitude takes eyes to see.
A veil pulled back.
Pushing through the moments.
It’s not an emotion or a feeling.
It is life style.
1 John 2:17
The world and its desires pass away,
but whoever does the will of God lives forever.
A way of life.
The morning hours are fading.
The work of the day stretching out; untouched.
Sabbath – a day or time of rest
May you find rest today.
Rest from heartache and pain.
Rest from the work it takes.
Not a punishment or cruel set of rules.
Not a “don’t do” list.
But a “call to’ list.
A gift to the people.
A call to rest in the Holy.
An act.
A conscious movement.
To rest.
Rest in the God who, himself, rested.
Genesis 2:2-3
By the seventh day God completed His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done. Then God blessed the seventh day and sanctified it, because in it He rested from all His work which God had created and made.
Not a punishment or cruel set of rules.
Not a “don’t do” list.
But a “call to’ list.
A gift to the people.
A call to rest in the Holy.
An act.
A conscious movement.
To rest.
Rest in the God who, himself, rested.
Genesis 2:2-3
By the seventh day God completed His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done. Then God blessed the seventh day and sanctified it, because in it He rested from all His work which God had created and made.
May you rest in the One who longs to hold your weary soul.
Make this day different.
Set apart.
Set apart.
In Gratitude.
I am thankful for:
Days spent at home
breaks in the routine
trucks being built in our shop
music blaring with lots of giggles and foot stomping
neighbors
flannel sheets
little girl snuggles
poached eggs made by the farmer
quilts and blankets
strong coffee in a large mug
comfy furniture
quiet morning hours
a day of rest to rest in the Holy
Days spent at home
breaks in the routine
trucks being built in our shop
music blaring with lots of giggles and foot stomping
neighbors
flannel sheets
little girl snuggles
poached eggs made by the farmer
quilts and blankets
strong coffee in a large mug
comfy furniture
quiet morning hours
a day of rest to rest in the Holy
