I’m tired. I’m fighting depression. I’m slowly healing from a bad muscle strain in my back which hasn’t allowed me to sleep for a week, and forces me to walk with a cane. I’m just plain exhausted.
I have the sneaky suspicion some of you reading this are, as well.
Life just wears you out sometimes, doesn’t it? Thus, with the upcoming holiday season (Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas, and YES I said Halloween!), I’m gonna try a different approach.
I’m gonna try and express my gratitude to God for that which I am thankful.
“I’m thankful I’m able to walk, Lord; to come and go where I please. Some of my friends and family are good to get outta bed sometimes, and when they do, they have to walk with canes, PLURAL. Yes, two canes.
“While I have a great amount of pain, I’m thankful to be alive, God. I’m thankful a dear friend of mine got her first haircut in a couple of years today. It wasn’t that long ago we weren’t sure she was going to live through her cancer. It wasn’t that long ago she told us, ‘I don’t want people to tell me my wig looks GREAT, I just want them to treat me like a normal person!’
“Thanks, Lord, for the blessing she is to all around her, and for giving her more time on Earth than some have had.
“While I make plans to go see my daughter and grandkids for supper, some are looking forward to a 9:00 pm Skype with their family, where they laugh at their grandchildren’s silliness, trying to hide their tears, so the little ones won’t know how desperately they’re missed.
“Some have been told their daughters never want to see them again, and others have to visit them in the graveyard. Thanks, Lord, for blessing my wife and I with an absolutely mind-blowingly awesome daughter who has defied all expectations.
“Earlier today I had a conversation with my college-age son regarding a short story he’s writing for class, in which I encouraged him to ‘just write it, even if it sucks, and then start editing.’ Just another conversation with an amazing, 20-year-old, drum-playing, overly-hugging young man. I have people very close to me who will cry themselves to sleep in loneliness over the loss of their sons, but I just gave mine a hug, even as I type this, as he heads off to work.
“Help me not to take even ONE DAY for granted, precious Lord. Let me be overly appreciative of those whom you have given to me. Thanks for my son-in-law, God, who beat the odds, fought his way back from addiction and divorce, to turn things around, get a job he’s GREAT at, and win his family back. Thanks for that miracle.
“Let me be the encourager, today, in spite of how I feel! Help me be to lift others up the way they have lifted me!
“As I grab my cane and head home from work, I’d like to thank for giving me a job which allows me to minister to others. What a blessing.
“Thanks for everything, God. I’m choosing NOT to concentrate on my depression, pain, anxiety or worries, but instead, ask you to give me a thankful heart.
Wow, I gotta tell ya, Lord, I do feel better. Maybe being “thankful” really is one of the keys to happiness. I’ve been told this all my life, but You know me; I’m a little slow and have to learn for myself. But I DO eventually get there.
Help me to always be thankful for what I have and for what I am, as opposed to resentful about what I have NOT, or what I AM not.