Thursday, September 6, 2012

The Things I Take For Granted

I ran across this quote this week. 


For some reason, this has had a profound effect on me.

I keep thinking about all the little things I take for granted.

There's a song at church that says, 
"Count your blessings, name them one by one."

And this week, I seem to be doing that a lot more.

I've realized that I'm not nearly as grateful for all 
the good things in my life as I should be.
I've realized also that I've gotten pretty darn good at recognizing all the things that aren't exactly how I would like them to be.

Life is a tricky thing.
Every moment has value, but some of those moments can be hard to really appreciate.
I've found that it's also really easy to allow myself to get into a rut, to become complacent and to not REALLY see all the wonderful things around me.

It happens slowly.
It sneaks up on you.
And before you know it, you are taking too many things for granted.

So...
I'm going to focus on some of those things.
There are so many things I take for granted on a daily basis.
And I don't want to be that person.

I want to be aware daily of how wonderful and great my life is.
Because it really is just that.

WONDERFUL!
and
GREAT!

I've been very blessed, through every season of my life.
And I thought it would be fun to think about some of those things.

So, today.
I'm grateful for one of those moments that is not the most enjoyable in some ways...but in other ways it's incredibly rewarding.

I'm grateful for the chance to take Noah to get his driver's permit.

We were there for over an hour and a half.
A very long hour and a half.
With Lucy.
Enough said?

hahaha!

Actually she tried hard to be really good.

We were sitting there and a teenage girl was standing up at the counter where she was told she didn't pass the test. She broke down in tears and walked out.

Noah was next.
I got a knot in my stomach.

Noah had gone into the back room to take his test.
I waited...and said a silent prayer for him to be able to do his best.

Then, sweet Noah came out. 
I heard him call my name from way up in the front of the room.
Then, he proudly told me, in front of everyone, that
HE DID IT!

The look on his face was priceless.
And the fact that he was excited to tell me his good news was even more priceless.


It's one of those moments that could easily be taken for granted.
But, I will always be grateful for that moment I shared with Noah.
The wait was well worth it.

Time to appreciate all the good things in life!

Here we go!

2 comments:

Hannah said...

Now my question is since he just got his permit why is he in the passenger side of the van instead of the drivers seat? ;)

Mom said...

Congratulations, Noah!! Way to go. I am proud of you. What an outstanding young man!!! Love you, Gma Ruthie

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