This week I can’t help but be filled with gratitude, humility, and thanksgiving.
I have this innate desire to want to be independent; I want to know I can make it and do everything on my own. But I can’t. I can’t do anything on my own.
My attempts to “do life” are so sub par compared to what God wants and can do in my life. He has the power to transform my life in so many ways that I can’t even see…but sometimes I get a glimpse of how He knows so much better than I.
That has been this week. He has worked together things for my good that I didn’t see coming, things that I wasn’t sure I wanted. He knew better. He knew how well the puzzle pieces would fit together. All I had to do was pray fervently, listen carefully, and respond in obedience. Then, just sit back in awe as He worked His wonders.
“With thanksgiving let me remember, O my God, all your mercies to me and let me confess them to you. Let my bones be filled with your love.” St. Augustine