I’ve been sick with the flu for the past couple weeks and spent the first half of the week being over dramatic, asking God to just kill me now. I felt pretty miserable. And then care packages came in, friends and family brought me soup, and I began to realize that I was thankful. Hate to admit it, but being sick became a blessing. It made me realize the wonderful people I have in my life. Made me appreciate who and what I have in Atlanta. Even though Los Angeles might sound like a fun new adventure for us, it makes me incredibly sad to leave. I can be a jaded person, and I rarely like letting people in, but you guys have been tearing down my walls. So here I am expressing this as loud as I can. I love my friends, my family, my church, and my city. Maybe I’ve taken you all for granted before, but I won’t leave without saying that you guys are my home, and you will all be missed.
One of my resolutions is focused on being more grateful this year. Naturally, I’m a complainer. I make my life more miserable by finding things to complain about it, and the truth is it’s never that hard to find things to complain about. It’s not exactly a great way to live in my opinion.
I started a gratitude journal a year ago where I list out things I’m thankful for everyday. Everyday. That’s the point. But I found that opening the damn book could be an obstacle in itself. For the month of February, I’m making this one of my 3 Most Important Tasks of every day until it hopefully sticks as a habit. To be more grateful and express my gratitude.
“Without gratitude you can’t live meaningfully” – Ravi Zacharias
