On the day before Thanksgiving, I’m at home with a huge cup of coffee. There’s some snow on the ground outside, and the windows are frosted around the edges. I’ve got a whole day ahead of me of whatever I want to make of it, ending with the Thanksgiving service at church tonight.
And I want to be aware and thankful in all of those moments.
It seems easy for me to be thankful and aware of my blessings, but then I realize how many blessings there really are. It isn’t just family and health and friends and the big stuff. I was lying in bed this morning looking at the moon and thinking about how our planet is built specifically, and where it is placed in space which seems to go on forever, and how the moon orbits perfectly, and the thought of all the things that go on in life that I take for granted is incredible and overwhelming.
I can’t be cognizant of every blessing I have because my mind cannot fathom them all. As Ecclesiastes 3:11 says: “He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in a human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.”
So knowing this, knowing that for every blessing I count I have countless more, here are some of my thanks.
I’m thankful for my family, always. I’m thankful for how they’ve loved me and pushed me and helped me grow into who I am today. I’m thankful for them when all I can do is be mad or annoyed and I’m thankful when they are the greatest thing I can imagine.
I’m thankful for the friends surrounding me that have become family. At our early dinner this year our friends outnumbered family and everyone was there for a reason. There are the people who have stuck by me since high school, no matter how awkward an adolescent I was, or those who have seen me grow up in college and figure out who I want to be, and those who have surrounded me the past two years when I may have needed it the most- trying to navigate being an adult-ish person.
I am thankful for the very idea of Thanksgiving. I love the massive quantities of food and leftovers, and I love the idea of people you love gathering around a table together. It gives me great joy.
I’m thankful for the season of snow that’s coming, and that I can carpool some days to avoid driving in it. I’m thankful for my job which I would do for free; for the coworkers I have that inspire me to be better and for the kids who fill my days with light and laughter. I’m thankful for my small groups, past and present, and how they show me what community should look like. I’m thankful for people that I’m not afraid to be vulnerable with, because that is a true gift from God, and I’m thankful for coffee and tea and blankets and a good book (currently reading Allegiant!).
There are infinities and greater infinities of things to count in the world, but here are a few of mine. Thanks guys, for being a part of my life in this and every season.