I'll be honest, peeps: I am in a bit of a funk. I am tired. Worn-out. A little frustrated. Discouraged. Underwhelmed. Overwhelmed. And maybe, just maybe, I am throwing myself a pity party. I would invite you to come but I just don't think you could handle the fun.
Surrounding my hazy cloud of funkiness, I know there are many, many things to be thankful for, such as:
A friend's successful surgery
An uncle who is on the mend and home for Thanksgiving
Chunky babies with disappearing knee caps
Food on my table (read: pumpkin cookies)
Clothes in my closet
A fantastic family
A great job that sends me to the far corners of the world
A car that is completely paid off
A healthy body that now likes to run even though I am screaming for it to change its mind
And my list could go on and on and on...
But sometimes my heart and my head just don't connect. I know I should feel thankful, but right now I only know that I am. Do you ever have those days? Do you ever have those days the DAY BEFORE a national holiday dedicated to THANKFULNESS?
So today I am thankful for a God who understands my shortcomings and chooses to shower me with His blessings anyway. I am thankful for a God whose grace extends far beyond my funky cloud and who gently and ever-so patiently points my eyes back to Him. And I am thankful for a God who does not allow me to wallow for too long, but with equal amounts of kindness and discipline, He sets me back on track with a new perspective.
I am thankful for a God who can lay the smack down on my funkiness.
I will give thanks to you, LORD, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds. I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing the praises of your name, O Most High.