Day 25 :: The thing that makes my spirit soar
She folds her hands to pray before dinner. Quietly looking around, she begins to speak to God,
“Thank you for our chicken. Thank you for our corn. Thank you for our beans. Thank you for our salt. Thank you for our Grand-moms. Thank you for Mommy. Thank you for our brother. Thank you for Daddy. Thank you for my sister. Thank you for me. Amen.”
My two year old daughter has already begun to practice that which I’ve only just begun: Naming the things for which I am thankful.
Letting the grumbles grow is easy. But it crushes.
Naming the blessings is something I’m learning to do more. When I do, my spirit soars.
It doesn’t take away the messy house, the disobedient children, or the challenging circumstances. But it replaces my thoughts with those that turn me toward God. Isn’t it about Him anyway? If I want to make more of Jesus, and less of me, shouldn’t I dwell on the gifts from His hand? For in dwelling on His gifts I really dwell on Him.
My mother-in-law sent me the book, One Thousand Gifts this summer. I had given it to her for Christmas last year; she read it and then passed it on to me. I learned much reading what Ann Voskamp had to share. This act of naming gifts is a practice she speaks of, and it made such an impact in her own life.
I love the way she puts it,
So, not only I am seeking to make a list in my heart, but I’m starting to write a list, a list of my blessings. I want to return thanks, not grumbles, in the midst of my day. I long for my heart to shout out thanks to God.
He is most gracious and if I fail to lift my heart up in thanks I fail to recognize Him for who He is.
*Updated:
Yesterday was a full day, and it wasn’t until after writing this post this morning that I saw on Ann Voskamp’s blog the trailer for the new One Thousand Gifts DVD study. If you have a few minutes, go on over, watch the trailer, and when you have time, settle in and watch the first session. I know you’ll be blessed.*
3 Comments
Jessica @ This Blessed Life
what a sweet girl you have! 🙂
Ann
Lauren, your post brought tears to my eyes. I have had the privilege of listening to your precious girlie share her thanks to the Lord. I wish your readers could actually hear her prayers, down to the last “al-o-men.”
sherri lynn
I loved this! I can just imagine her sweet little voice praying and thanking God for all of those things. I love that you have taught your kids to pray at such a young age! I love when they pray when we’re all together 🙂