Today’s words will be shorter than usual. But this is what’s on my heart today and it’s kind of simple.
I got thinking about the little things in life, and how when you count the small joys, they add up to Crazy Joy…and when you count the small aggravations, the opposite happens. And then I got thinking how we, as human beings, tend to count up the aggravations and not the joys.
But, when you’re just on the other side of almost leaving this world forever…the little joys seem all the more precious and the little aggravations just seem, well, inconsequential. And I’m so grateful for that side effect of Nora’s and my medical trauma. Those little things that would’ve killed my mood Before, they seem like nothing compared to the fact that my eleven weeks early daughter is beautiful and thriving and growing. They seem like nothing when I am walking and talking and breathing. Nora and I…we are here, miraculously. We are here because of the prayers of the saints and the power of God.
And so when I look at the little things in life that used to bring me down…they just have no power anymore. I’m alive and I almost wasn’t. So what if I spilled coffee on my new sweater? So what if there’s traffic on the way home from the hospital? So what, even, if Instagram changed it’s policies? I’m alive. Nora’s alive. We are both okay. We are both eventually going to be perfectly healthy.
I keep on saying I don’t want to miss the refining work God is wanting to do in me. I mean that with my whole heart and I think this is part of it:
Counting little joys adds up to a big heap of crazy joy. Counting little aggravations adds up to a big heap of cranky grumpiness.
Which one are you looking for? Are you looking for the gifts? Are you looking for the aggravations? Or are you looking for crazy joy? Which one is easier for you to see? When you practice gratitude…finding those Good Gifts gets easier and easier and the crappy things fade into the background.
Don’t you see how it honors our Beloved most when we are thankful and not when we are irritable and angry?
Yes, yes, hard things happen and yes, yes, we have to process our feelings. We have to. But we also have to look for the joys, for the good gifts. It’s the quickest route to a satisfied life filled with crazy joy.
This is a Christmas gift you can give yourself, the people in your lives and most of all that you can give God. Get yourself a pretty journal and every day, write in it three things that you are thankful for. Maybe get this book that will change your life: One Thousand Gifts and READ it!
Count the gifts, count the joys, let the other stuff go.