Yep. He did. He ate my Blessings/Gifts/Gratitude Journal/. I have had Anne Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts for a long while, but only recently began a journal of “1000 gifts” last August. This journal, like a lot of things I have really good intentions of (this blog for instance), wasn’t filled up as it should have been. I could see it everyday in my kitchen, and I thought about it every time I walked by. While I didn’t always take time to stop and write something, I always thought about the good things in my life and what they have brought to me. Sometimes, actually most times, the gifts/blessings come in the form of something as simple as the quiet of the early morning, a bird on the windowsill, or the smell of one of my little boys – freshly bathed, of course. I try to always look for, listen to, smell, feel and taste ALL HIS GOODNESS and most importantly write it down ON/IN MY HEART.
Sometimes I turn a blind eye (or nose) to them. Get too busy to notice. Get too wrapped up in my own self worth or more likely, self pity. Sometimes it could be jealousy, anger, or arrogance. And sometimes I just take them for granted.
But like my baby boys, just because life sometimes gets messy, dirty and smelly doesn’t mean that it isn’t sweet and precious. It is an ever evolving dynamic for me to find joy in the hard times and the mundane, but I am striving to get better at it and to never forget that all those good gifts and HIS mercies are still there and they are anew every morning.
So today, a new fresh gifts journal emerges…
But the old, are not forgotten. Just tucked away safely and always in my heart.
On the Half Shell - Living in the Raw 
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