It all started with this. I found it one day. It wasn't a good day. And so on that day, rather than writing all the things that were wrong with me in my notebooks during class, I scribbled, as quickly as I could, the gifts that God had given me. I went home for fall break and bought a journal. A special one. And I started writing. Today, not quite a year later, I'm at 731. Sometimes, I mention specific people. Sometimes it's a feeling, an emotion, a memory. Sometimes it's a smell or an event. I think the word "laughter" must be in there at least 20 times.
1. The woman with toilet paper on her shoe
2. The perfect sunset on a heavy day
3. An empty seat next to me on the flight home
4. Singing in chapel on a day that went from bad to worse
5. Downtown service on Sunday nights
6. Grace like rain and rain to remind me
16. The smell of fall
17. Peach juice on my chin
21. Mail in my mailbox
22. An extra hour of sleep
41. Sunshine after a week of rain
42. Getting out of class early
43. naps
44. raspberry lemonade and goldfish
91. Picture books
92. Suckers in class
93. Days of rest
94. Quiet
95. Softball games
96. A dark sky full of the promise of rain
97. A package with cookies and nutella
98. Phone calls
99. Chapel every morning
143. This morning, we sang out of the song books. Jessie Spears gave an announcement and so did some Chinese girls. My day began with laughter
253. Education classes
254. A shower that drains
255. I prayed for friends. He answered in a big way
301. The only thing "rough" about rough night was not laughing
393. Apples and fall
394. Function dates and tacky sweaters
395. Smiling
396. Praises
397. Naps
398. Squirrels
399. Pies
400. Baking
401. Promises
413. 4 days in bed- being sick was worth it
572. There's one cotton plant left in the garden
573. The memories at that old house
574. Empty journal pages
575. Earth science will teach me patience
576. Learning to be still
583. Night
584. Days full of first grade and laughter
585. One month from the day I left, I'll be with them
586. Healing
587. Drowning in grace
588. Making decisions
589. Early march birds
676. Tutus
677. Dancing
Almost 1,000. It won't stop there. How could it? Every day, I am so blessed by Him and His presence. Luckily, I bought a pretty big journal...
2 comments:
I absolutely LOV! this idea, Katie! Now I want to start a gift journal of my own. I love that the gifts are so simple, yet so powerful. They're all small reminders that He's always blessing us. I often recognize my own gifts in the moment, but then later forget about them. I need to write them down. Thanks so much for sharing!
LOVE. That's what I meant. I'm thinking that maybe I'm just a little bit tired:)
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