A few weeks ago I walked up the hill behind my house nearly every evening. There was simply too much on my mind, too many unanswered questions. I felt trapped and boxed in, I just needed to get out.
So I went up there every night, felt myself dragging my heavy feet and my heavy heart up that hill. Once I was up I took a deep breath and just started yelling. I needed to get my anger and frustration out there because I couldn’t take it anymore.
I complained about everything I didn’t have, all the questions I wanted answers to now, all the sadness I seemed to carry around with me. I somehow felt entitled to be grumpy and frustrated with the world.
It was about 7 p.m. and the sun began to set. My view fell upon a wheat field and the sunlight looked just perfect on the full ears. My thoughts stopped racing and I was suddenly reminded of abundance. This field was so full of life and riches, and it had done nothing to become that. The creator of all things takes care of wheat fields and flowers and food and animals – why wouldn’t he take care of me?
As I stood there and listened to my Father speaking some truth over me, I could feel a bit of weight fall off my shoulders. No, my problems were not magically solved. No, I still had to wait for answers.
And yet, my view on things had changed.
I would not focus on all the things I didn’t have. Instead, I want to look out for the things I do have.
I have been given abundance.
All the many things and people that enrich my life in often unseen ways.
I am really good at overlooking them so often.
Here’s to abundance.
Here’s to a grateful heart.
Here’s to a changed perspective.
Welcome to Day 9 of 31 Days of Mundane Narratives! For the month of October I will be a storyteller. Together with a few friends we will browse the forgotten photos in our galleries and tell the stories that are so often lost in busyness.
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