I’m reading Ann’s book for the second time.
Sometimes writing the list, it seems overly simple.
Sometimes I’m writing the gratitude and forgetting to say the thanks personally to the Giver of all good gifts.
Sometimes it’s easy to wonder if it is really, has really, made any difference.
Ann quotes the apostle Paul who said he learned to give thanks in all things.
Learning takes practice, takes replacing an old habit, ingratitude, with a new habit, gratitude.
Me, it’s helping me, teaching me to focus on the praiseworthy things.
The old habit of focusing on the things I wish would change about circumstances or people, being slowly and surely replaced by focusing on the praiseworthy things.
It’s a process, sometimes a slow process, but at least I’m moving in the right direction.
I continue to count my thanks
piling up gratitude day by day
in my little green journal.
-shopping with youngest granddaughter for some rainboots for her
-looking for puddles to jump in afterwards
-overnight, it seems, the birch trees have turned yellow
-first cold night of the season, snuggling under the Hub’s Grandma’s wool quilt on our bed
-driving back and forth on beautiful Marine Drive to our minister’s conference this week
-real hot chocolate, not instant
-our rotted back deck demolished and hauled away
-new paver stone patio going in it’s place thanks to our dear friend