I’m doing my Thanksgiving post today, since I don’t think I will have time to write anything significant tomorrow. (Or I won’t take the time to write anything significant tomorrow since I’ll be with family).
This past year has been my first year of consistent times with God, and by consistent, I mean every day. I’d never been able to do it before, and I didn’t resolve to do it, I just kind of fell into it, day by day. But with these times, I’ve also been journaling every day. I don’t think I’ve had a more chronicled year of my life. I can literally go through every single day and find something to be grateful for, and originally, that’s what I was going to do. Reading through my three-and-a-half journals from the past year though, I realized more of a general pattern: this year, I learned to stand.
And for that I am thankful.