Showing posts with label disciplines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disciplines. Show all posts

Friday, November 1, 2013

My Journey with Gratitude

My
Gratitude Journal in Momento App.
According to the Momento app on my smartphone, it's been two years since I started a gratitude journal.  The challenge was to record three things a day for which I'm grateful.  I know many of us enter this discipline for the month of November, as I did in 2011, but I chose to continue this as a daily practice.  I began the venture partly inspired from having read "One Thousand Gifts" by Ann Voskamp and "The Grateful Heart" by Wilkie Au but mostly just having become aware of something true about me:  

I lacked gratitude.  

Certainly in my head I knew that God had given me much, but I didn't experience thankfulness in my heart, my very being, toward God for all His gifts to me.  Neither did I spend much time or effort giving thanks to all-giving God.  Habitually, every day for as long as I can remember, I have prayed a prayer of thanks for each of my children and my husband, now including my son- and daughters-in-law and grandchildren.  But for quite a long time, that was where my giving of thanks began and ended.  

How I longed to be changed in this area, for God's Spirit to remake my ungrateful heart into something new, a heart that was receptive to and recognized all it had received and a heart that in response to God's generosity returned often to say, "Thank you."  I desired to be like the newly cleansed leper, who "fell on his face at Jesus' feet, giving him thanks."  Honestly, though, I just didn't see how this could happen.  I knew on my own strength I could not just "become grateful." It's impossible for me to change me!

It was then God invited me to meet with Him in the discipline of gratitude.

When I use the word "discipline" here,  I must clarify that "disciplined" is not a word that typically describes me, and that in itself is an understatement!  My husband used to joke that the only thing I did consistently was to drink a Diet Coke every day.  And at the time, he was right.  But when I look at discipline as a time of being discipled, or taught, by Christ, a time when He invites me to sit down with Him so that He can teach me gratitude, I am drawn to respond by entering into this adventure with Him.  I am not coming to Him with my heart just as it should be but rather just as it is -- sometimes thank-less, sometimes thank-some and other times thank-full!

"Thank-less" would entail those times when I come to Him totally grumpy and grumbling, bringing my complaints before Him and cannot find anything for which to give thanks.  I have an old journal from several years back wherein I recorded some struggling times, and in the margins I listed five things a day that I titled "Five things that I can stand about my life."  It later became "Five things that are okay about my life" then led to my desire to begin a gratitude list.

"Thank-some" is how I describe the things for which I am ready to say, "Thank you," but there's a huge concern attached to the giving of thanks.  For example, "Thank you so much for my job," and I really want to end there but continue, "but God, help me to get my transcripts completed," the emphasis being mainly on the concern on my heart.

And "thank-full" applies, of course, to those times where God's generosity is so evident to me that my natural response gushing forth with no effort is, "Thank you!"

I am learning that I needn't come thank-full in order to say, "Thank you," and that mysteriously in this encounter God has changed and is changing this previously not-so-grateful heart of mine.  I learn much about the heart of Jesus by experiencing His welcome of me, that acceptance of me just as I am, not as I wish I were.

 Whatever condition I'm in when I sit down with Christ during this time to which He's invited me to "reason together" He and I, to learn from Him, to allow Him to change me -- whether thank-less, thank-some or thank-full -- I let Jesus lead the time by asking Him to review the day with me and to show me what His gifts were to me from the day before (though some people may do this at the end of a day, looking over that day).  I then list the things for which I'd like to say, "Thank you," then thank Him for each one and sit for a few minutes in gratitude, a pretty special time between Jesus and me.  

Think of December 26, that day after Christmas when the gifts have all been opened, all still lying around to be enjoyed, delighted in, relished.  That's what this time is like:  an opportunity to look at the gifts from the previous day. What was unwrapped yesterday?  What was revealed about me? about God?   What did He give to me that I may have failed to notice?  What beauty made my heart skip?  What may have touched me in a deep way?

Two years after having begun the gratitude journal, my list has grown to include 573 entries.  My engineer hubby calculated this to equal 1.27 entries per day, and my goal was three per day. Some days I simply print in the margins of my journal and don't assign a number to those things for which I'm grateful.  And many days I don't "show up" at all.  Regardless of my not-so-glittering performance, Jesus with patience and kindness keeps extending that invitation to spend time with Him in this way.  Best of all, He continues to change me in the process.

And for that, I am extremely thank-full!

Diane Mann, 2013

Some Questions to Ponder:

What has your journey with gratitude been like?

Are you willing to enter into a "discipline" at which you may sometimes fail?  

Is it easy for you to come to Jesus just as you are, or do you tend to wait until you feel your heart is where it should be before you come to Him?

Is Jesus asking you to spend some time learning gratitude?  If so, together decide how this time would look.

You may want to spend time reading Luke 17:11-19 about the cleansing of the lepers and the one who returned to say, "Thank you."  What does this Scripture cause you to want to pray?










Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Treasures from the Trail, Part 6 - Trail Kisses

Splash of Color

Colors evoke feelings in us.  Commonly yellow is associated with feelings of cheer; green, with envy; red, with power.  As I hike, I am nurtured, calmed and strengthened by many different colors.   For example, when I pass purple flowers, I am reminded of my royalty, how rich I am, how lavish my Father is. But sometimes my exhaustion gets all my focus and I cease to notice ways God may be trying to get my attention, to turn my head towards yet another way He longs to bless me. 

As I am weary and worn, head low-looking, trudging along, seeing only gray granite color, a surprisingly lovely color enters my periphery.  And turn my head, it does.  Whether it's an coral orangish red or a reddish orangish coral, who can say?  I cannot define it with words but concluded the feelings stirred in me when my eyes rest upon it are feelings of delight.   

I started saying to myself whenever seeing my luscious, coral-red, favorite flower color, "That's delightful,"  or, "That brings me delight."   Somewhere in my journey, I shifted from thinking about the flower and its exquisite color to expressing my feelings to God.  "You delight me," I'd utter to Him, sometimes quietly inside me, sometimes whispered gently on my exhale.

I'm told that my dad as a young boy upon seeing the moon would run into his house from wherever he was playing to give his mom a kiss.  That became his cue, his reminder to express love to his mother.  And it was his idea!  How blessed she must have been to receive that affection from her boy.  Similarly God and I developed our secret sign on this hike.  He would show me that color, to which I would respond, "You delight me."  I felt goofy at first,  presumptuous somehow that this little praise from me would even turn God's ear or matter to Him, almost like I was pretending He cared to hear from me or even was listening at all, for that matter.

But listen, He did.  We shared sweet exchanges of affection on the trail that day, as I shifted  from thinking about Creator God's works to forming a response to Him, this time with words, the three words that became precious kisses from me to Him, "You delight me."


Saturday, October 30, 2010

The View From Here




The path is narrow
But the view is broad
Everywhere I look
I see God.
diane mann 2010