This
is a beautiful book!! "One Thousand Gifts" by Ann Voskamp. I feel like I'm reading through her thoughts the
thoughts/growth/questions I've had over the past 10 years ~ learning
how to live with gratitude, how to see everything as a blessing, how to
find joy in the present moment, in the life you have right now and to
stop waiting for tomorrow, stop waiting for that elusive Golden Ticket to finally
surprise you, to stop saying "I'll be happy when..." - CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY TODAY!
The good things and the
bad, God is in it all, but can we focus on the good? It seems that is a
message that the prophet and apostles today are sharing over and over
again - Finding Joy in the Journey, In Search of Treasure, Happiness Your Heritage, Forget Not to be Happy Now, Come What May and Love it...
I'm really looking forward to General Conference to hear more of their
counsel, every conference speaks to and feeds my soul.
And
I just had a lightbulb come on in my head - cause seriously people, we
are living in the most amazing and cushy-est society every,
conveniences, supermarkets, cars - this isn't Valley Forge or Martin's Cove. Why is it that in a day when there is so much ease and there are so many miracles and joys to partake of ~ why is it that in a day like this we enjoy that happiness
is the thing that seems most elusive to so many people? Happiness is what we all strive
and search for, is it the thing that we are most deprived of? If so,
why? and how sad is that?!! I think that proves Ann's theory, that
it's not in what lay before us in our lives, it's in our eyes and ears and what we have learned and taught ourselves to see
and hear. We seem pretty capable of seeing bad and being unhappy with
all the good that surrounds us, the clincher is learning to see goodness
and happiness in the plain, normal, boring, ugly, & sad.
In
the book One Thousand Gifts, chapter 6 which I just finished she talks
about chasing the moon, and it's the same way I feel about fall and the
mountains, the same way I felt as I saw the Buck Moon
set, the same way I felt this past Friday as we drove and saw the
waxing moon orange from smoky sky grow larger as it inch closer to the
horizon. (I'm trying to wax poetic like Ann) - Can I feel the same
sighs of wonder in my day to day life that I feel when I see the moon
and the mountains, have my heart filled with energy and wonder by
walking around the halls at home like I am when walking by autumn
trees? As Ann says perfectly on page 120 after watching the Harvest
Moon rise and then being called back to her home, children, and dinner
dishes:
I
am going back. I look up, try to find her again. I'm reluctant to
untether from the moon. The world I live in is loud and blurring and
toilets plug and I get speeding tickets and the dog gets sick all over
the back step and I forget everything and these six kids lean hard into
me all day to teach and raise and lead and I fail hard and there are
real souls that are at stake and how long do I really have to figure out
how to live full of grace, full of joy, before these six beautiful
children fly the coop and my mothering days fold up quiet? How do you
open the eyes to see how to take the daily, domestic, workday vortex and
invert it into the dome of an everyday cathedral? Could I go back to
my life and pray with eyes wide open?
(You
really should go get this book right now.) Ok, I'm done waxing
philosophical (had to spell check that word). I'm going to go read some
more. :)
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