Grateful? Oh, yes! | Five Minute Friday

It’s Friday — time to write with absolute abandon.
Why? Because it’s Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo’s and
that’s what hundreds of us do on Friday.

So time to start the ticker and write for
a full five minutes full-out without editing or correcting
on just one word —
GRATEFUL

BEGIN.

Where to begin to write about the word “grateful.”

Back to day one. That would be the day my parents taught me to give thanks for meals and at bedtime. Then when I started to school, we could still pray in our public schools and we did. At graduations and football games (yes, football games) and other athletic events, always an invocation and/or prayer.

College days came along and attending a Methodist-supported college meant prayer was everywhere. Nothing new about that for me. Until…I became my own person.

Got a job, had a paycheck, bought my first car which meant I could come and go at will.

Then I married the first time to someone and into a church which didn’t allow the women to pray aloud. Somehow that shut down my thanksgiving and gratitude. Days grew dark, dank, oppressive, unhappy and finally I did the one thing I hoped I’d never do–I filed for divorce. I became a single mom raising a son on her own.

Funny timing but thanksgiving came into my life about then for my leaving was heralded by God speaking to me through a song on a Christian radio station I was playing while I got ready for work. A station not allowed by my ex-husband, a song he would have decried, but it had a message for me in it. And I listened.

STOP. But I can’t …

Fast forward almost 11 years and God’s blessings had been many and continued to be many. I met my second husband, we married, and on weekends joined our families to enjoy three children. That was 32, almost 33 years ago, and the blessings continue in various forms. Some happy, some sad. You do remember we are to be grateful in good times and bad, right?

When Ann Voskamp’s book, One Thousand Gifts, came out, I rushed along with thousands of others to get my copy. I read it and then I shelved it knowing that Ann is an awesome writer and she had been successful with this book. Then one day I read it again, and that’s when I began counting my gifts along with the community of counters at A Holy Experience, Ann’s blog. I counted and posted regularly on Mondays until disruption in our lives in 2011 took us on a wild roller coaster ride of family caregiving and I counted in my head but didn’t write out a list.

Now, I count on the page, Counting One Thousand Gifts, here on my blog. Not every day, not even every week as you’ll see, but I remember what I’m grateful for and even though I tell Him consistently when things happen, I still try to update my list when time allows.

(Links and image added after five minutes were up)

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8 thoughts on “Grateful? Oh, yes! | Five Minute Friday

  1. thank you so much for sharing your testimony. God’s grace to allow us to be grateful even when everything in this world is telling us to feel sorry for ourselves and that God’s mistreating us for not giving us what we want… is ever amazing! Blessings!!!

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    • Richelle, thanks for your gracious words. God is good and so gracious! Glad to meet you and I checked out your blog and see you have an amazing family and ministry. Good for all of you! Blessings on you and yours!

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  2. Hi! Thanks so much for following me, and I’m so glad to have read your post. You are a beautiful writer and I absolutely love your story. Thank you so much for sharing this and I can’t wait to read more! 🙂 ~Darla

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  3. I went to a church like that, almost 15 years I spent in that denomination. Really sucks the spiritual life out of you. 33 years of marriage, almost, eh? That’s awesome. 🙂

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    • Sara, it is amazing what humans have done to what God called us to be as His church. Your words, “sucks the spiritual life out of you,” so aptly describe what I felt. Yep, almost 33 — and they said it wouldn’t last. Ha!

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