Thanksgiving and Gifts

Sometimes one has been given a chance to start over. In a way that surprise myself there’s been a chance to learn what less is more means. Simplifying to the max. Pushing for what matters the most. Learning to have grace through the hard times. To go from grieving to laughing back to grieving again joy intermingling it all.

Where the choice of literally choosing between thanksgiving and grumble dictating my attitude for the day. It’d be easy to point a finger and lay the blame, feeling sorry and taken advantage of. And there’s truth to that claim…but it shouldn’t ever *own* someone. Move past it. Fight to live better day.

To choose to thrive and smile. I believe thriving is a choice. To pick up what is yours and leave the rest to blow in the wind. Tend to your thoughts for they are potential seeds. It’s a hard task, hardest when doing it with love and yet at the same time full of ease.

When I turned thirty I was given drawings and prints of florals. Here’s the thing I wasn’t a floral person. In many ways I am still not. But that year I was given floral after floral gifts. I loved them all. I choose to accept them and they sit in spaces that brings delight to whomever have a chance to see them. They in time became a source of great encouragement. Sometimes my friends knew me better than I do myself and gave me the gift of exploring the world of flowers. I don’t take that for granted. That is why we need friends, good friends that will uplift and encourage. To help spread the wings and strengthen them at the same time. I smile when I think of those gifts because they carry encouragements meant for me.

A gift is only a gift if given and/or received with heart thanks. It can be very simple a smile or a cup of coffee. Time with family, every day there are gifts. Every morning a gift of opening eyes to closing them at night.

There’s no greater gift than Jesus. No greater calling than to be His. While His birthday was likely in the spring, we celebrate in December…specifically the 25th. As the Gift Giver gave His greatest Gift to mankind, lets us rejoice. Let us gift back by celebrating the very One who first loved us.

Published by Christina

A girl who love to travel but loves coming home to her people and her roots. Rock climbing is exhilarating, but reading is a favorite past time. The simple things make me happy but I won't complain on occasions having lavishing moments such as symphony, having a proper tea time, and dressing up.

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