Today I’m thankful…
…for the blue bike that I’m loving to ride
…for the blue sky that greeted me as I rode my way on to campus
…for the blue water bottle that keeps me hydrated as I fight against the wind
…for the blue backpack that enables me to tote all my books and papers about on my bicycle
Today, I’m blue. And when I’m blue, I’m thankful…
…for my aunt, who can relate
…for my uncle, who reminded me that I am not without hope
“We grieve, but not as those who have no hope. Grief is real and good and must not be glossed over. On the other (better) hand, there is joy in trusting in the Lord with all your heart and leaning not (at all) on your own understanding. I wonder to myself (truly, – not directed at you or anyone but myself) does God have contingency plans in case His plans don’t work out? My mind and especially my heart cannot conceive of it. — Peace”
-Uncle Nathan
…for my mom, who brought some clarity to my confusion and finally convinced me to look into some resources on grieving.
…for my dad, who tells me that God hasn’t given up on me, who asks me to consider whether my lack of interest in the jobs that have been coming across my desk might be God’s leading–that He’s holding me back from getting a job for a reason? (Dad said that while some people might experience God’s leading in a sudden interest or a kick in the pants, maybe this uncharacteristic lack of interest might be His leading for the generally go-gettum, make-things-happen me.)
…for God, who is ever-present, who is with me when I cry myself to sleep, who knows the heart I don’t know myself, who hears my every contradictory petition and works all things to accomplish His (good) will. I’m thankful that He hasn’t given up on me, that He hasn’t lost His plan for my life. I’m thankful that even when I don’t understand my own heart, my own emotions, my own will–God knows, and has a plan to work all things together for His glory and my greatest good.
I heard a song on the radio this morning, on my way to work, and I immediately thought of you. The song is “Safe” by Phil Whickham and the chorus says:
You will be safe in His arms, you will be safe in His arms. The hands that hold the world are holding your heart. This is the promise He made He will be with you always. When everything is falling apart you will be safe in His arms.
Look it up, I think you’ll like it. I love that line “the hands that hold the world are holding your heart”.
I hope you have a beautiful day!