I often wonder if I’m the only one who gets so caught up in what I’m doing that I forget why I’m doing it in the first place. How easy it is to get stressed out about everything turning out perfect that all the joy of what I’m doing gets lost somewhere underneath it all. Thinking like this is simple like uttering the word Thanksgiving but not living out what it means to be thankful.
Stopping right now before I do anything else. I am already feeling grateful for this simple moment of silence that gives me the opportunity to reevaluate what I’m doing and why. I am so very blessed to have the abundant family that I have to share with. What can be more motivating than to hear your grandchildren say how much they love getting together at your house for the holidays. To also know that you’re providing a special meal for those who live alone. Last but not least to know how much my husband enjoys all the food and most of all the leftovers that come with having it at our house.
I thank God for the reminder of the meaning of gratitude. It never fails to turn my negative thoughts into positive ones that create an abundance of thankfulness.
Even in times of trouble, when we’re sad and blue. Joy can be found under the rug of gratitude. There is always something to be grateful for. There’s breathing in air, hands to pick things up, feet to carry us where we want to go, a nose to smell the flowers, eyes to see the rainbows, ears to hear the heartbeat of the one we love, a brain that holds our most precious memories. We don’t have to be rich or poor to find the things that give us the ability to experience joy. It’s right under our nose. If you can’t find it there look a little deeper maybe you’ll find it hidden under a rug.
Portrait of Deserted Island by TaniaElric
Do you remember the movie “Castaway” where Tom Hanks played the part of a man who was stranded on a deserted island all by himself? He became so lonely that when he found a Wilson ball, he drew a face on it and began having conversations with Wilson as if it was a real human being. It was a great example of how we as humans are not designed to be an entity onto ourselves. We have this innate need to connect with all of creation, but more than that we long to be needed, wanted, recognized, appreciated, and most of all loved. When we don’t have these things, we often find ourselves feeling as if we too are alone on a deserted island.
We were born to be a part of each other’s lives, otherwise how would we come to understand what love is, and what good is love if it can’t extend, touch and grow? What good is life without others to share it with, for love is the giving of oneself, and without someone to share love with we may as well be stranded on a deserted island.
I have always been grateful for the people in my life, but I don’t stop often enough to realize how precious is the time they give me. It is after all a portion of they’re life that they will never get back. Our connection to each other becomes a selfless act without any expected intentions. I’m learning that the greatest gift I can give in return is to receive what they have to offer.