I have an enormous amount to be thankful for this week. This month. This year.
An unspeakable amount.
And I love reading everyone’s thankful posts on their facebook page or twitter feed. You all are awesome.
But can I be honest?
I’m pouting a little bit this week.
One, I’m working like a fiend. A fiery fiend. It should let up around Christmas but until then I am under the gun. So I’m really tired. I’ll probably work intermittently over the entire Thanksgiving weekend from the farm. And I’m only writing this blog post late at night because I wanted to admit I was pouting to shame myself into stopping.
Two, I got my Christmas cards tonight. Don’t freak out. That’s just Type A me liking to get my cards in Thanksgiving week because normally I can get a bunch addressed at the farm, though that’s unlikely this year. I don’t like them. Y’all, I LOVE making annual Christmas cards. I ADORE it. I have so much fun every year picking coordinated family outfits and doing different card color schemes, and it’s just one of the few really arty, creative visual things I do. They have been so lovely over the years. People talk about how they look forward to our card. This year, I didn’t do formal pictures so I grabbed a few snapshots. I know, I know, a zillion of you far prefer those pictures. But I do not. (For our family. I love your snapshots. I just really love crafting our photos and card together…) So when they came tonight, I teared up because I’m actually pretty sad about the whole thing. This is entirely ridiculous. I told you, I’m admitting I’m pouting to put an end to it.
Three, I’m not doing my usual sale shopping this weekend (on-line, I HATE crowded stores). I have a budget this year for Christmas which is awesome and needed and long overdue, but I’m pouting a little that I can’t do my normal shopping for the holiday season this week. There are starving children in third world countries. This is why I acknowledge the absolute ridiculousness of my pouting. I can remember a Thanksgiving meal appearing on our doorstep growing up because things were so lean – THIS is how far God has brought me into the promised land of His goodness and abundance.
I say all this to let you know that if it’s been a hard week or a lean time or an exhausting season, God hangs out with us despite our total human reactions. Maybe because of them. He gets we so desperately need Him.
I am thankful for a God who loves me even when I’m pouting. And who reminds me to cut it out already.
He’s so good. I’ve had this song on repeat for weeks. I hope it pulls you out of your pout like it does me. Happy Thanksgiving!