This Journey

Thoughts, rants, prayers, sermons I'll never give and other stuff gathered as I make my way through this life.

Grateful: Dec 12 edition

I was hoping to keep my Grateful posts going as we move through this new adventure. I was also hoping to keep them on Sundays, but what’s 24 hours between friends? Or between myself, since I think any regular readers have fled to something interesting, like toilet cleaning.

Some things for which I’m grateful this week:

  • My lightbox. I’ve been using it regularly for 30-60 minutes a day first thing in the morning and I realized this weekend that it truly is making a big difference in my sleep and in my mood. Hey! Look at me! It’s nearly mid-winter and I’m not yearning to waste the day hiding under the covers!
  • Went to a fantastic Christmas party yesterday with the church staff. Someone brought Godiva chocolate vodka. Everyone brought delicious food. And we all had a good time together.
  • The painting is done and almost all the downstairs is put back together. While I’m not really happy with the big-ass dresser in my living room (G has some issues getting rid of “good” furniture–even when it simply doesn’t fit the house; space or style) at least we have decluttered a lot of what was in the drawers and on the shelves. Three large boxes of household stuff to Goodwill and at least two boxes of trash. I mean, how many sets of disposable chopsticks do we really need? I voted for zero.
  • G and friends who are really supportive and over-the-moon happy for my career move.
  • Offers of contract work.
But hey those are little things, really to being grateful for this young woman who wrote this blog post back before Thanksgiving. I’m grateful she’s speaking out and putting a face on the programs that seem like such an easy target these days. Go read it. I think you’ll be glad you did.

Author: Not Fainthearted

A paradox wrapped in an enigma playing the accordion. I'm a sinner-saint, child of God working at the cross-roads of church and world. A Deaconess called to connect people living near the center with people on the edge and to help your life sing (literally and figuratively) while doing it. People don't always get the deaconess part. Could be the swearing, the corporate job, or the wine.

One Comment

  1. I still read faithfully – so keep posting!