Gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. – Proverbs 16:24
It has not been hard lately to be grateful. Sun is shining. My relationships are going pretty well. And I have a son. And he’s pretty spectacular, though I’m pretty bias.
I think back to the moments that weren’t so sun-shiny. The moments when my life was turned upside down by the loss of a heartbeat. The moments when I laid in the middle of the floor in the fetal position crying out to God.
In those moments, I still practiced gratitude. And I had one incredible thing to be grateful for that I couldn’t forget.
I had a God to cry out to. And he would hear me. And he wouldn’t forsake me.
And that was healing for me. I would name the ways God has shown up in my life, big and small, and remind myself that he would do it again and again. And I would praise him. I would tell him how grateful I am to have him in my life. That he chose me. That he loves me.
This verse in Proverbs reminded me this week how important it is to continue practicing gratitude every day. It’s not about being optimistic and smiley. It’s about making a habit for the hard days ahead. Because they will come. But God will be there in the storm, just as much as he is here today in the sunshine.