Thankful
Lately, I've really been trying to notice the
little things I'm grateful for that might normally slip my mind. The flannel
sheets Mom sent are a God-send. Nimbus and I cozy up in them every night and
they are wonderful. Nim likes to snuggle up under the covers (because I
haven't turned the heat on yet), but I think he likes cuddling too (when he's
not biting me).
Pleasant bus drivers are a day-changer. This week
Tuesday on the way to school and from school we had the awesome bus
driver who greets every single one of his passengers. And he
says goodbye. He is so joyful. Seeing his joy makes me want to be that way.
Even when you do the same thing every day all day, you can still be joyful and
it's infectious. Reminder: kindness is always free.
And through these thoughts, I started thinking
about why I needed to get away from Michigan. Michigan held everything I loved:
dear ones, fall, Lake Michigan, Tumbleweed, family, everything. Leaving was
about defining myself away from things that I had previously been defined by my
entire life. I had to start with a clean slate here, no one knew me, no one
knew what Michigan was like (although I talk about it enough), or how my
friends and I were. I had to think a lot about what was going to define me to
these people I was meeting for the first time. Ever. But being so far away and
so alone, I realized (and am still realizing) just how much my identity is
found completely in God.
It is He who defines me and my every action. It is because of Him I am
able to go about my day with a cheerful and grateful and joyful heart (kind of
like the bus driver).
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