I've been thinking lately about what it really means to be thankful. And also what it looks like to live a life that is transparently grateful and humble. Why is it so easy for me to say that God's grace is sufficient for me, but so difficult for me to actually prove that to others by overcoming my "love" for the world? I feel like I rarely lift my heart in true thanks to Christ for what He has done for me and what He has given me here in this life.
Not kidding, people. I genuinely married the man of my dreams. Some of you know that for the past couple months I have kinda been on a roll. I'm generally a very healthy person, but lately I've spent a lot of time at the doctor's office or the ER. Most of my ailments have left me pretty useless as far as housework, doggy-duty, and supportive-wife stuff goes. That has left Dameon with a lot of burden on his shoulders. (He would never call it a burden, but I definitely would.) Somehow he has kept up with everything that I've dumped on him, taken care of me every step of the way, and not even rolled his eyes at me! Phew! That's a lot to take on. But besides his recent increase in responsibility, I love him for so many other reasons, too. (Some of which I'll clearly have to save for a Valentine's Day post or something.) I think I take for granted so many things about him. For one thing, he is an extremely hard worker. He is always trying to figure out ways to take care of his family more...I can't wait til he gets to be a dad!! He's also extremely sensitive, which is so rare. He never hesitates to talk about his feelings or ask me to share mine. He knows how to talk about problems and is quick to humble himself and apologize. (I hope I can learn to be more like him someday.) But more than anything, he loves the Lord more everyday. I can look back in just the short time I've known him and see many ways God is working in his life.
Without hesitation, I can say that I deserve NONE of this. Why has God blessed me, the greatest of sinners, with so much? How can I even begin to feel in my heart the gratitude that I owe? The truth is, as wonderful as he is, Dameon is not my joy. I cannot put my hope in him and he certainly can't put his hope in me. I can only delight myself in the Lord and wait on Him. I'm excited for how He will continue to work in our lives as individuals and in our marriage.
(Okay, so I feel like this is just a series of random thoughts, but I'm okay with that.) I think it's important during this "Season of Hope" to take time to consider where our hope really lies.