Thankful
Food, friends, and frolicking...Er, perhaps frolicking isn't the best word but it gets the point across. Last night's pre-thanksgiving dinner was great, hands down; it was better than any of the 5 parties my apartment has had since third week. Interestingly enough, before we ate Allen kept asking if we were going to "give thanks" which I honestly couldn't wait to give to my man, The Prince of Peace haha. While saying grace, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the amount of love I felt from God; Not only has he bestowed me with a roof over my head but more so he has surrounded me with people I can't get enough of, he SHOWERED us with food yesterday even when we thought there wouldn't be enough, and he's come through for me even when I didn't feel like he could. And the thing that gets me most, when Allen implied that we should give thanks I wasn't even sure if the group would have wanted to say grace but because they all were ok with it, I feel like God gave me this opportunity to reflect on how much he has done for me so that I can always remember that he love me.
Wow... The King of Heaven loves me. The least I can do is share some of his bountiful love with everyone else. Forget my pains with Sarah, move past my woes with my Dad-I am loved regardless of all my flaws, so I should love others and all of theirs.
What else can I be, but thankful.
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