As I was sitting here trying to choose something to be thankful for, I remembered that I had laundry waiting to be changed over and I complained about it. How selfish! Let me complain about how I have clean clothes and towels waiting downstairs in my less-than-a-year-old front loader washing machine. Come on, Court. So I am thankful that I can do laundry any time I want; I have clothes that need washing in clean water that's fully accessible at any time of day, and I have a family that is active and gets their clothes dirty.
I suppose I should be thankful for the dirty dishes, too...that will be waiting for me tomorrow.:)
Not only am I thankful that my little boy is healthy and growing like a weed, learning new things every day, but I am thankful for my own growth. I've said before that I live a life of seasons, and this last year has definitely been a growing year for me. I guess becoming a parent will do that to ya. I've had to stretch beyond myself and make my life about someone other than me. The sad truth is, I should have been doing this all along. As a follower of Christ, I should have been living my life as a way of pointing to Jesus, but let's be honest.
This last year, I think Tim and I both have been re-evaluating a lot about ourselves and the way we live. We've tried to be intentional in everything we do, whether it's what we eat, who we are around, or what we spend our money on. We've had to make some major adjustments because of Isaac, but I really don't think I would change any of them. I love the challenge of trying to live more simply, more intentional, with more regard to others and the life that Jesus has come to give us. I've grown in many ways this year, and really feel like I'm finally starting to taste the fruit of this life we live for God. And it's good stuff.
So I have been encouraged by several Facebook friends and bloggers that have started listing one thing every day in November that they are thankful for. I'm a few nine days behind, but it will give me something to blog about daily and maybe even solidify how blessed I already know I am.
1. Grandads This was taken the weekend of my little sister's wedding at home in Virginia. Dad wanted Isaac to try the pool, and of course, he loved it. Isaac had a disposable diaper on and it kept swelling and swelling with the water. By the end of their swim time, Isaac was practically bottoms up from the floating diaper.