Keep adding to the list.
Write them down as a testament to all the ways the Lord gives.
Practice, daily, until it becomes as normal as the breath you take.
Breathe in the moments and breathe out the thankfulness.
The sparkle of early morning dew on the grass, that shimmers like a million diamonds and then is gone….but, I was there to witness this fragile, delicate beauty, in that moment. The sun streaming through the fog. The neighbor walking the dog in the early morning quiet. Light shining through the turquoise mason jar on the window sill, sending color onto the counter. Clothes that smell fresh, like lavender. Hugs and kisses. Morning coffee. Cards written to friends. Knowing love. Seeing God as He walks in the every day. Simple things, yet not simple at all.
Practice to be ready.
Strengthen the ability to give words of thanks……in all things.
Because the storms will come.
Eventually, the hard surf will pound you against the rocks.
When the storms of life threaten to overwhelm, this list will become precious.
Priceless words that remind of all the ways that the Lord has blessed.
God was faithful then, and He will be again.