Friday, July 05, 2013
Blogging again today. I read a blog entry by another Sparkie and it made me start to contemplate thankfulness for me. No, it isn't Thanksgiving, but do we have to have a day to remind us to be thankful for the gifts God gives us every day? I guess some of us do. But I don't any more.
When my husband left me, it took a couple of years for me to be thankful for anything again. Nothing seemed important, I didn't see any purpose in being here on Earth any more. No husband, no friends, my children-all adults, not wanting to talk about it because they had to still be in contact with both of us. It was like he died for me, but I could never have any resolution because he was still there.
One night, while praying, and crying, I asked God why this was happening to me while my husband and his new wife seemed to be enjoying a life of prolific joy. He spoke to me that night and said "now I purge" and a wonderful peace came over me. My entire mindset began to change and I began to see again the wonderful gifts God gives us every day. Just the opportunity to wake up in the morning, hear the birds and breathe the air is a miracle. Some say "it's just science, I don't believe in God". Have you ever seen a baby born? Cancer cured? There are big miracles every day, but there are small miracles we overlook every day too.
I am thankful for having a place to live while millions are homeless. I am thankful for having food to eat, while millions have little or none. I am thankful to have my health for many are sick and dying. I am thankful to have my sight, my hearing, my speech, my feet so I can walk, my hands so I can touch, my tongue so I can taste. My children. My grandchildren.
Thanking God today for all of His gifts that He gives to all of us, those of us who believe and those who don't believe. He loves us unconditionally. Yes there is sorrow, yes there is pain. But he never promised we wouldn't have tribulations. He said He would hold our hand through them. We will never be perfect. He is. He does not work in the ways that we think He ought to work or how we want Him to. All things work according to His plan and we can never understand His ways. All we see is the underside of the tapestry He is creating: the knots and loose threads. I can't wait to get to Heaven and see that beautiful tapestry from the front. I bet it is awesome!