My list of gifts stalled around 800. I went several weeks without writing anything down. I’m not ungrateful. I’m just a little type A and don’t like writing down the same gift twice.
There were so many gifts this summer. I shared a few of them here.
But for the past few weeks I’ve felt as dry as Oklahoma in August. I’m ready for a new season – crisp, cool, colors exploding. I’m ready to unwrap a new season of gifts. Pumpkins, Pot Pie, and Peppermint Mochas.
Because when I stop counting, I start complaining.
When I stop remembering, I start wanting.
Stop practicing gratitude and you grow immune to His glory around you.
So I write them one by one.
#822 My toddler sitting in the fridge helping himself to a snack before bed.
#823 A little boy spraying his mama with the water hose and giggling hysterically.
#824 A card from a friend on the day I desperately needed the encouragement.
#825 His first nap in his big boy bed.
#826 New jeans/sweaters for Fall.
#827 An invitation to remind me I belong.
#828 Brown sugared carrot soap from Bath and Body Works.
#829 The promise of Fall.
What are you grateful for today?