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Gratitude for Today

"Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever."-Bible

Today I was overcome with gratitude. I may be a tired, busy-dreaming-mama, but I am an extremely grateful one. I opened my fridge today to pour my kids milk, and thanked God for having food inside of it. I pay rent today, but I am grateful to have a comfortable and safe place for my family to live. I am grateful for the simple antics of Kittle, our 5-wk-old kitten because He exercises our command to take care of the creatures we are given dominion over. I got my period today (!) tmi? But I am grateful because although I secretly hoped for our third child, I know God is in control of the numbers He desires for our family, and will extend it when He sees fit. I am glad with the two beautiful children I now have. I am grateful to be a mother, and for awareness in my parenting. I am grateful to have a committed partner, although we have definitely fought to get where we are now. I am grateful for the counseling and therapy I have received which has set me free to live a life geared towards simplicity, love, and happiness. I am grateful for my spiritual upbringing, which in turn has led me to teach my children important life lessons, such as the need to be kind to everyone including animals. I am grateful that i get to do valuable work. I am grateful that God has made me aware of my shortcomings and things I need to improve. I am grateful for the lifelong lesson of humility. I am grateful for the necessity of and the practice of forgiveness. I am grateful for the people I have loved and that are no longer a part of my journey. I carry them with  me as lessons. I am grateful for the amazing people I have yet to meet along the way. I am grateful I am still living life and attempting to make the most of it.

"Praise God from whom ALL blessings flow; praise Him ALL creatures here below; Praise Him above ye heavn'ly host; PRAISE Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen."
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