The past 30 days, actually since starting this blog a couple of months ago, I have had the unexpected gift of remembering. If nothing else comes of this writing, I have remembered, and it has encouraged me, and grown my faith. It has helped me to go back and put structure to many thoughts, feelings, and events of my life. I am a big proponent of the gratitude journal because we forget, and need help remembering the gifts that our generous God has given. We also need the gift of looking and seeing God in a space, usually by the gifts and fingerprints He has left.
The past month has been fun, loosely following the topics from Jennifer Dukes Lees’ 30 Days of Gratitude from her blog (https://jenniferdukeslee.com/) a couple of years ago. One thing that developed as a pattern was that each day asked for one person you are thankful for, or one memory, or one thing that makes you laugh etc… as I went back, I came up with so many, and ended up writing about people, or memories, or laughter as a whole. I was overwhelmed with the goodness of God, and how blessed I really am. I know it on one level, but sometimes I forget, and then I start living life like I am a forgotten orphan, instead of a favored daughter of the King.
I am thankful for the structure of this month of focusing on things I am thankful for, and was reminded how significant remembering is, even going back to some not so great memories, and finding gifts left there too. Intentionally thinking back over different pieces of my life, and different experiences has been such a blessing. I think about how God says over and over in His word to “remember” or “do not forget”. He knows we are prone to wander, to drift, forget, and we need to be intentional with remembering. I love when the Israelites cross the Jordan and God tells them to build a memorial out of stones so that when their kids walk by and grandkids walk by and say what is this? They can retell the story of God’s faithfulness and what He did for them. This past month has been that for me. More scraps of paper, and pieces of memories to examine to find the story of God’s faithfulness to me, and retell it here. For that, and so much more I am thankful.