November 29, 2017
Day 420
Thankful for the peaceful still and quiet of night. Thankful for sharp, cool air to breathe in. Thankful that when Higbee and I go out at night to walk, there are no other people. Just him and me and the stars. When it's still out, I realize how much noise he makes when he's sniffing at spots on the ground.
Thankful for hugs that I don't deserve. Thankful for this home and this life that I don't deserve. When I think about it...when I really think on things, I don't deserve any good thing. Not one of us does. But good things are given anyways because there is grace. There is mercy. There is compassion. There is a love so deep and so high and so far and so wide that exists. And because this love exists, there are good things.
I start to think about the good things when there are too many sad things trying to crowd out the lovely and the admirable. When there are no answers, I turn to this:
There is good. There is love. There is grace. There is mercy. There are things lovely. There are things admirable. There are miracles. There are wonders to behold.
I am thankful.
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