Grateful

Today is my new year. I came up with that as I was meditating this morning. Yesterday I installed the whiteboard in the office. I knew when I meditated last there was a shift that told me I needed this. I need accountability, and productivity, and responsibility, so I made the purchase. The first one didn’t fulfill the calling, so I returned it and made another purchase. Then, I had it mounted and filled it out for today and the day to come. Since I’m divorcing procrastination, I added the responsibilities for the next few days on the board. And on my list of responsibilities first up is to write so I’m here, writing, smiling, and drying my hair.

I am doing the things I said I would do. I am productive, I am active, I am a woman of my word.

Of all the “I Ams” of today, I am most grateful. Grateful that I can hear. Grateful that I can look inside and see better ways to handle it next time. Grateful an apology will always work, and manifesting repentance is life changing. I’m grateful that I have love and a sound mind. I am grateful to have a passion and a Saviour, and a gift I know only He can bestow upon me. I am grateful to have words. A connection. My Daddy’s crossword puzzles and my books. I am grateful to always have our love of words, and I’m sure he’ll be pleased to know I’m dabbling with crossword puzzles myself. Folding his newspaper in preparation for his puzzle is a top childhood pastime of mine and another connection to him.

I am grateful to have these moments where I can sit, or stand, and smile because life is good, and it always has been. Far from perfect and always for the living. The taking. The experiences. The quiet moments in meditation that remind me “all things work together for good to those who love God”. (Romans 8:28) And I do.