Sometimes it’s hard to put the right words together to accurately describe a message you long to convey. That happens more often lately to me than not. There’s so much of my life that I want to capture and share in hopes to retain the gifts I’ve found along this journey of mine.
In this season, I’m spending lots of time out on my front porch. Last month we bought two white rocking chairs to celebrate our one year anniversary. They represent the future we intend to have.
I was sitting out there this afternoon reading one of my seminary required books, dare to lead by Brene’ Brown and stumbled upon these words about Gratitude and Joy…
It’s allowing yourself the pleasure of accomplishment, or love, or joy – of really feeling it, of basking in it – by conjuring up gratitude for the moment and for the opportunity.
That’s when I began to wonder.
- Am I allowing all of the past seasons of my life to be celebrated for what they have brought me… the good, the bad, and the ugly?
- Are there any traces of shame attempting to hold me back from fully embracing the days I’m living in right here and right now?
Gosh I hope not.
I hope that I have figured out by now how to let go of things that threaten to steal from me and my future. I hope that I have learned how to embrace every treasure that comes my way.
And I hope I never take for granted warm fall days with beautiful colored trees, my hardworking man, our seven blessings, the place we call home, or the ongoing grace that’s been extended to me.
Today, I choose gratitude.
Today, I choose Joy.
And Brene’ says that joy is the most vulnerable emotion we feel because it’s beauty and fragility and deep gratitude and impermanence all wrapped up in one experience.
I don’t have to live my life with regrets.
I get to choose to live in the truth of how they’ve shaped me into who I am today.
What a gift.