#SevenGratitudes is a weekly practice of thanksgiving for me and several of my friends (check out their links at the bottom of this post). Glad you're here! Let's dive in.
This week I am grateful...
For our half-year anniversaries.
Because our anniversary sits amidst Thanksgiving, several birthdays, fall semester finals, and the beginning of Advent, Aaron and I like to remember our “half-a-versaries,” too. That happened this week. We have been married for three and a half years this past Tuesday.
We stepped aside together for a special lunch at the Old Salem Tavern here in town, and we talked about where we are in our marriage. We reflected upon the last six months and celebrated its gifts, challenges, growing edges, and hilarities. We noted dreams and set a few goals for the next six months. We held hands and remembered our promises and our love like it was brand new.
It sort of is brand new. Love grows and changes and unfolds. It is always new.
I am so thankful for my husband and for our marriage. I am thankful for the chance to attune ourselves to one another and to the life we share together.
For almost an entire day in silence. For the chance to face myself alone.
I was not planning to have a day of silence this week, but it happened. I had the entire apartment to myself and did not have to go anywhere. I went to flick on the TV during lunch, but the action did not feel good. I turned it off.
Gracious, if you want to learn something about yourself, get quiet.
For angel kisses.
When I was a teenager I worked at a non-air-conditioned camp for two weeks every summer. Bodies quickly adjust to such things, but I remember one afternoon sitting in the camper trailer the directors used as a mobile office—it WAS air-conditioned—when one of the cool college boys I worked with stood up, his head almost reaching the ceiling, and put his noggin directly on the AC vent.
“Ahh,” he sighed, quite un-self-consciously, “It’s like angels…licking my face!”
I thought it was one of the funniest, artsiest, and cutest things I had ever heard. It was also rather apt. The AC did feel good.
Well, as I have been leaning less on AC this spring in our apartment, I have experienced angel kisses of my own. There is nothing like a gentle breeze on a hot neck, its fingers tickling up through my hair.
I am thankful to notice such love.
For the Elizabeths and Marys in my life.
The feast of Mary’s visit with Elizabeth was on Wednesday. The feast has had me thinking of all the Elizabeths and Marys in my life—the women who recognize the Christ in me and one another, who champion one another’s gifts and callings. Praising God for their presence and power in my life.
For interesting ideas, that the future is not set in stone.
I am asking myself a lot of questions about what I want to do after I finish my coursework in December. I have many ideas, many doubts, and plenty of time to sift through them all. At this moment, though, I am swamped with gratitude over the fact that anything is possible.
For the outcry over the president’s broken promises.
I am beyond thankful for the outrage over Trump’s attempt at the presidency, especially when he pulled out of the global climate agreement. It gives me hope that folks might just rally and look for ways to overthrow the unjust systems that rape the earth and all her children.
For midday prayer, for this blessing in the half-way through:
"Let nothing disturb thee,
nothing affright thee;
all things are passing,
God never changeth!
Patient endurance attaineth to all things;
who God possesseth
in nothing is wanting;
alone God sufficeth."
+ In the Name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Seven Gratitudes Link-Up
If you would like to join in on this weekly practice of gratitude and chicanery, grab yourself a button and link up with us here every Friday morning of 2017.
- Write a listicle about your seven gratitudes each week.
- Publish your piece with a link back to my blogpost on Friday mornings.
- And then link up with the form at the bottom of the page.