The focus of this Gratitude Series is simple. I’m turning gratefulness and thankfulness over in my mind and heart, seeing what shakes loose. If you start a Gratitude Series, please let me know on my Facebook Author Page so I can visit it. Carry on.
Steps plodded into unwavering gratitude start with the realization of a 30,000-ft view.
A flyover.
Stare down into the tiny dots that make up memories and backstory and see what’s there.
If I were a commercial airliner, soaring over my life, what would the terrain be made of?
Black dirt. Green trees. White snow. A little further on, endless blue oceans and island-dots. Then finally, land filled with flowers and endless miles of flowering trees. (I think they’re cherry and plum trees… But it’s hard to tell from up here.)
Let’s divide it up.
black dirt.
The nitty-gritty on my life story.
The pain.
The sorrow.
The hard.
The stuff I wish each flood of rain would wash away.
Can I be truly grateful for all of it? #unsure
green trees.
Life.
The places God was gracious to grow it in me.
Through parenting poured out on me by my Mother and Father, and expounded in me through my Heavenly Pappa.
white snow.
Where I started.
With nothing.
Getting to choose nothing.
My life, placed in the hands of others at my birth, innocent brown eyes taking everything in as I aged into a girl.
endless blue oceans.
Chased by the fathomless, ravishing love of my Creator.
Wooed by His worlds.
Drowned by His goodness.
Wowed by Him. Wowed by Jesus/Yeshua. Wowed by what He shares with me.
island-dots.
Worlds for He and I to uncover, discover, and form.
Working together. This is what’s mine to steward under His supervision.
land of flowers and flowering trees.
Blessings I didn’t work for.
Gifts I don’t deserve.
Delightful beauty that is given to me to watch, touch, play in.
This is the overview.
This is where I start.
Keviana Elliot 