Monday, November 28, 2011

On Monday

My very own John Wayne....


My knees still go weak whenever I look at him. He could have chosen any other girl, but he chose me. He chose to stand beside me, to hold my hand, to kiss me goodnight, to spend the rest of his life with me.

I love the holidays as they remind us of happy, joyous occasions. Holidays hold some of our fondest childhood memories. They illicit that feeling of comfort and warmth, the taste of Mom's cookies, the sharp, fresh, earthy smell of the pine tree, the anticipation of Christmas morning, and ultimately, the celebration of a babe in the manger. Just as Thanksgiving lends itself to a day of gratefulness, Christmas is a day of pure adoration and love.

I could sit here and say that Thanksgiving was a tip-top perfect day, and that there was an overwhelming, all-consuming feeling of gratefulness. But truth be told, my feet were swollen (ah, pregnancy!) and my hands were chapped from all the dishes, there was the fine orchestration of the food in and out of the oven, and despite my cooking for days, it took mere minutes to devour.

But the act of thanks-giving is something I try to practice daily. I thank God for my John Wayne, for our son, for our health, for our home, for Molly. As cliche as it may sound, there is always something to be grateful for, always. Nothing is a given in life. Over the past week, I found my mind wandering down that dark path of 'what ifs'. The path I try not to venture down, but daringly tread down til I find my way back to Him. Back to the only one who knows it all. My home is my home for today. There is food for today. The bills are paid for today. We are here for today. We love for today.

We live for today.

3 comments:

McFarland-Higgins family said...

That is all you can do!! Focus on today because tomorrow comes soon enough :) Bless you, dear!

Mrs.Rabe said...

That's right, Jaclyn! Giving thanks daily, for what we have today...we are in God's hands and "all the days prepared for me were written in your book, before one of them came to be." Psalm 139:16

Be blessed...

Deanna

Laura said...

Amen.
It has taken my 41 years and four kids to realize that God is in my presence EVERY SINGLE MOMENT of my every day. And just this year did I learn that it is my struggles I am most grateful for.