Monday, April 4, 2011

Multitudes On Mondays ~ Blurring Lines

It's amazing how this practice of counting gifts opens your eyes to the uncountable gifts all around me.  I think I could do this daily for the rest of my life and never run out of things to be thankful for.  "Little things" jump out at me.  Then the line between little things and big things begins to blur.  There are no longer "little things" around me, they are all gifts.  All things swirl together to make up this whole experience of living.  "God saw all that he had made, and it was very good...".  Yeah, He was right.  It is very good.  And it is so good to slow down and see what He saw.  What He sees.

This weekend I had an amazing conversation with a man who went through a very similar accident with his child that we went through with Beth.  But his story ended very differently.  Some amazing things happened in that conversation.  And as we talked, I saw freshly many of the "little" gifts that were given during that time and after.  Gifts that were given in the midst of deep, deep pain.  And this man shared in a beautiful way some of the gifts that have come to him, things that have brought so much comfort.  Proof that no matter how deep our pain (and I don't believe there is possibly a deeper pain that losing a child) the Lord shows up and proves Himself real, true, and trustworthy.  And in that conversation, the lines between receiving comfort and giving comfort began to blur.  It's just shared comfort.

So, with a heart consumed and overcome with gratitude that words are pathetically inadequate to describe, I continue on...




299.  Life restored, whether here or in heaven
300.  Conversations that encourage and uplift
301.  Genesis 1:31
301.  2 Corinthians 1:3,4:  Comfort received so we can give
302.  Watching baptisms
303.  Shared joy
304.  Creativity
305.  Soft tissues
306.  Holding a mug of a hot drink
307.  Watching a little bird sit on a bush and give himself a bath in the rain
308.  Running my fingers along new pussy willows
309.  Conquering something I thought I could never do, even if it means I just have to do more
310.  Not setting my alarm on a Sunday night
311.  Freshly made hot chocolate pudding
312.  Young love, just starting out, that you are absolutely positive is forever
313.  A day of not rushing

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4 comments:

  1. marleceApril 4, 2011 at 10:53 AM

    Can't wait to hear more about this encounter with someone who you can share your story with. And, curious about #312. I think I will be giving you a call.

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  2. SuzanneApril 4, 2011 at 11:26 AM

    Leanne, today is one of those "not rushing" days and I am so thankful. (I don't often get those with work and 3 kids!)

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  3. BrendaApril 4, 2011 at 4:19 PM

    Yes, #312 peeked my interest too! I LOVE warm chocolate pudding. Too yummy!

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  4. CraigApril 8, 2011 at 1:23 PM

    I’m here from Ann’s. My favorite thank you from your list this week is 308. Running my fingers along new pussy willows (are those the same as cat tails? Because if they are – they are one of my all time favorite things – and so this pick) :)

    And I experience the same thing you do with the counting – opening my eyes too. And the shared experience in that talk. A blessing. Thank you for this and God bless and keep you and all of yours.

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