Though I haven’t read her book One Thousand Gifts, I do read Ann Voskamp’s blog. She so poignantly questions our incapacity to be amazed and grateful.
“Why do I spend so much time struggling to see it? Do I need to see the world, visit the exquisite, before I face eternity? Or isn’t it here? Can’t I find it here? Isn’t it here? The wonder? Why do I spend so much of my living hours struggling to see it?”
I so relate to that sentiment. For me it is a struggle to be positive and grateful; to see the wonder in my life here and now. And so much that I have is wondrous!
Last week in a group we attend we were asked to express some things that we are grateful for and I was absolutely mute.
I felt so ashamed of myself, but I just couldn’t come up with anything. I was stuck in a limbo. I have many blessings and things to feel thankful for but
unable (or unwilling) to express them. Unwilling to open my mouth. It all seemed too risky somehow.
I felt a fragile sense that if I opened up my mouth I have no idea what might happen. What if it wasn’t words of gratitude that came out?
I don’t know about you but sometimes I am just stuck in my head — too heart and head heavy
to let go and allow myself the space —
to b r e a t h e. Deeply. (Do it right now. In and out. It feels incredible.)
Why is it so difficult to allow my pulse to slow down and feel
(even just a little)
“God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches you by means of opposites, so that you will have two wings to fly – not one.” — Rumi
Don’t you think that is true? From hatred to love. From dissatisfaction to peace. From fear or anxiety to hope and trust.
I want to fly! Some days, I do.
b r e a t h e. Deeply. (Do it right now. In and out. It feels incredible.)