There are moments when I'm left breathless with gratitude, but the moment passes and I forget too easily that it happened. I need to write it down. I tell myself that often and yet I never seem to get around to opening that notebook of mine, even with fresh paper and new pens and more than enough time in my day for this one small-yet-big thing.
What better time than Lent to return to this practice of recording gratitude?
- 40 Days of Gratitude
I need to write down those moments of gratitude, and I am, but it's usually evening by the time I open that book and uncap my pen. How many little moments have I forgotten by then? They itch at the back of my brain, wanting to be remembered, but I find it impossible to bring them forward again.
No, I need that list of gratitude right here beside me, out in the open, waiting for that swell of gratitude to be written down immediately. Now I know.
300. Long evening shadows.
308. A sound sleep.
317. Chicken soup with rice.
321. A morning walk in the spring sunshine.
328. The preschooler's eagerness to learn his letters and numbers.
332. Our big front windows. Bright daylight and beautiful sunsets.
And you? A moment of gratitude, something from your list, a link to your own gratitude journey? I love reading every bit that you share with us.