And sometimes, you get to experience one of those days that make the hard ones seem but a distant, almost nonexistent, memory. It is the kind of day peace and joy are present from the moment your feet spin around and hit the floor in the early morning to when you are lazily lying on a well used and loved blanket on your backyard lawn in the late afternoon. Today was one of those beautiful days that I drink in deeply and give thanks for.
A couple of months ago I started reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp, since then the joy that I found through the thanksgiving has drawn me closer to the heart of He who fulfills with grace upon endless grace and it has began to seep and soak into that of my day to day life. The joy, the eucharisteo.
Eucharisteo, “a triplet of stars, a constellation in the black”…”Grace, thanksgiving, joy. Eucharisteo.”
I am craving to “learn how to be thankful – whether empty or full”.
(words in quote from One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp).
So tonight, here I lie, in the arms of a man who has my heart. I recount my gifts from this day and I smile. Today, I’m full and it is easy for thanksgiving to pour out from my soul. Tomorrow? I may not feel so full, but I pray that my thanksgiving, my joy…my eucharisteo…will still be richly found and still be generously offered up.
Some recounted gifts –
Laughter and hugs shared under a clear sunny sky on a beautiful fall afternoon.
Back porch swing games with my favorite Lil’ Man.
Soft cheek kisses and a little one’s delighted squeals.
Brother and sister on red wagon adventures…