I made a decision this morning. I decided to spend the day counting gifts. I decided to look for gifts everywhere and say thank-you for them and write down as many as I can. A friend is doing it with me, which will make it easier to stay on track when I feel more like complaining than counting. I won’t do it perfectly, but that’s okay. Every gift I count today will be one small step from stuffy to spacious.
“[A] spacious land that God has given. . . .” Judges 18:10
“She was a kind of abacus of thanksgiving in flesh and blood.” Mark Buchanan (of a woman in her eighties who spent her days counting gifts)