Morning Gratitude #3

Sometimes it’s hard to feel gratitude, to be grateful. Today, for instance, it’s 0325 and I’d rather be sleeping. Yet God woke me up, so here I am. And I’m thankful in spite of my own inclination to whine.

For waking up and drawing breath.

For my annoying dogs.

For having a job, albeit a really early one.

For time to read.

For my wife, who is like Jesus with skin on to me (Don’t read too much into that. I just mean she loves me at all times, even when I’m being a tool. But I can put my arms around her).

For food in my cupboards and books on my shelf.

For my family.

For this reminder next to my fireplace.