It's a Matter of Perspective Really

I've been posting on facebook one thing I'm grateful for each day all during this month.  Because today is November 23rd, today was my 23rd day of spending a brief time reflecting on blessings in my life.   I do think the practice of being grateful each day for at least one thing has been enlightening. 



 Yet things have been pretty darn tight in our household.  Trials and tribulations ultimately increase my faith.  However, sometimes there are thoughts that pass through my mind that say to me things like, "Okay, okay...blah blah blah about trials and faith.  Don't you think it's about time you set the sail on autopilot and enjoy a smooth, labor free ride?  At least you deserve more time in between these "trials".  And here's a thought that keeps me awake, " Don't you think your faith has matured now and you have enough already!?"


Those are the thoughts that can cause me to believe things are dark, the fight is long, and I'm pretty damn tired of trying to make things work.


When I spend time on actually making a mental note of how fortunate I am despite  obstacles, it causes thoughts like the above to shrug and move on to the next person who will entertain them. 

(falcondns.com)

I look out of my bedroom window each morning and see red tile roofs and a beautiful mountain.  I love the way the light moves over the mountains and the clouds create patterns on the raised earth.  When I see this, most of the time, it puts things in perspective for me and I realize it's a new day, new hope, new opportunity, new mercy from my God.  That is something I'm grateful for, that God's mercies are indeed, new each morning. 


Sooo, today I am grateful for my life, my family.  I am grateful that last night my beautiful grandson woke up while we were visitiing our daughter, he walked in as if  he was sleep walking and went right to daddy.  But, when I called him to me, he came without hesitation and I held him like I did when he was a tiny baby.  (He's almost  4 now.)

  I told him I'd take him back to bed, and he  followed.  I lay beside him and snuggled, stroking his hair until he fell asleep.  How great is that?  Yep, times are rough, people are out of work, and it sort of reminds me a little of what the depression must have been like, but I'm sitll grateful for all my blessings.

Have a great Thanksgiving and be grateful!