Feeling sorry for myself.
I commented that only six would be at our house for Thanksgiving. I realized quickly I was feeling sorry for myself. A friend looked at me, hugged me and said, “I think six is a lot.”
Ahh. So simple. To the point. And direct. What was the angst going on inside of me? Where was my place of discontent coming from?
I wasn’t in a place of contentment where God has placed me in my life. I wanted different. I wanted something else. I basically wanted more.
My weary heart cried out to be mended.
Deeper than my discontentment I was asking for reconciliation. My heart was calling out for relationships to be restored and for my weary heart to be mended. Wounded hearts to be healed. Forgiveness to be spread wide and open and free. Extended forgiveness sprinkled with love.
I am afflicted and in pain; let your salvation, O God, set me on high! (Psalm 69:29)
Six was a lot. I stood in my friend’s perspective and looked from his shoes. And I knew from friends, acquaintances and others who come across my path, there is much to be thankful for, without counting the numbers and gazing at loss.
My mantra, my saying these days is, “Wherever you are, be all there.”
Today. “Wherever you are, be thankful.”
Praise the Lord! Oh give thanks to the Lord, for He is good, for His steadfast love endures forever! (Psalm 106:1)
A shift in perspective.
This holiday we have six who will gather in our home and will share thankfulness. My heart is filling up fast. I know my perspective needed a shift and it took my friend, throwing out a remark to jolt me back to what is truly important.
God continually brings me to a place of thanks. I offer my open hands to Him, and remember all He has done for me. I choose thankfulness today. I choose to be thankful for those relationships in my life crying out for restoration. He is the light. He is the restorer. God needs to do what He needs to do and for now, it’s separate from me. God is allowing pain in my life so He can do amazing work in others.
Separate from me. Away from me. For God to shine into my desperate pleas, He may need me separate and apart.
I value my life and my plans and my desires from my limited and selfish perspective.
My prayer: May it be more about You.
I place my perspective in your Hands God, from the place I sit, reside and often wallow in self-pity. Make it more about You and less about me.
Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. (1 Thessalonians:16-18)
I dare you today. Step out. Declare one thing you are grateful. Name what you can be thankful for, even in the midst of pain.