Have you ever felt like your whole life was falling apart right before your very eyes and no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t do anything to stop it? That the very ones you thought would stand beside you forever turned and walked away? That in each passing day a wave of hopelessness flooded your heart and clouded your mind, inching you closer and closer to simply giving up?
Have you ever taken the time to watch God create a morning? For those that hate to get up early, it’s a chore, but try setting your alarm clock so that you are awake and can get a front row seat to this incredible morning miracle. It’s well worth it. It comes quietly. It comes softly. But it comes filled with majesty and awe as the darkness slowly fades and brilliant colors begin to fill the sky. What an incredible moment.
I once had a job picking up rocks. Of course, I was only seven years old and I earned a meager penny a rock, but it was a job all the same. We were farmers back then and clearing new land, preparing an area for a garden. When I say garden, I don’t mean a small backyard plot of land for growing tomatoes, cucumbers and herbs.
There are so many things that I’m thankful for. I could list the usual: family, friends, warm fuzzy slippers and coffee… but those things seem so shallow to me now. Not because they aren’t important, because even the smallest of things is important to God, but because they are all