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24 Hours of Gratitude

I think that I am perfectly normal to have days where I feel picked on. Days where in the grand scheme of life I somehow was overlooked.

 I believe that we all have moments like these.

 However, what I find completely ironic is that these moments seem so much more dramatic and painful than everyday reality.

The everyday reality is that most of us are blessed far and beyond what we choose to recognize.

Why the human in us chooses to more fully recognize our challenges verses our blessings puzzles me. There must be some inner mechanism that strives for more. When that more is not fully recognized we find life unfair, unjust, and just down right right rotten.

Why?

In my own effort to more fully recognize how incredibly blessed my life is I have decided to go on a 24 hour fast from recognizing my challenges. Instead I plan on feasting on everyone of my blessings. For the next 24 hours in a small way I will recognize each of those blessings.

4:45 am, I get to sleep in but I'm up anyway. I'm blessed to have a body that accepts the fact that I have to be up at 4:45.

5:45 am, Hubby could sleep in today but instead he is up talking to me as I get ready to go.

6:30 am, Hubby is vacuuming out car so that I can pick up friends in a clean car. Also, he just informed  me that my keys are in the car and my tires are properly aired. :)

6:40 am, Preparing to leave for the temple. So thankful for three friends who are willing to skip a day of sleeping in and spend the morning at the temple with me.



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