Today, I'm grateful I survived my turn teaching preschool:)
The long weekend was wonderful, Thanksgiving dinner tasted great, and my favorite team almost, ALMOST beat their rival. We decided to head home on Saturday since a big storm was supposed to hit on Sunday, and on the drive, Honey Bear and I talked about all our blessings and how thankful we were for them. A perfect end to a perfect trip home.
Somewhere around Cedar City, though, the wind really picked up, and we were suddenly flying down an eighty-mile-per-hour freeway with forty-mile-per-hour storm gusts slamming into our car every couple of seconds. It bugged me because we’d been making such good time up until that point, but then I wondered: How often had the wind been blowing directly behind us, silently pushing us along, and we hadn’t even noticed?
Life is a lot like that, I think. The turbulent times stand out because they’re so, well, turbulent, but the seasons of calm--even the seasons of plenty--sometimes slip past us before we even notice them. How easy it is to forget the true source of our blessings when the blessings are flowing past us on every side.
I need to do better at this. I need to be more thankful. Because I’ve lived a lot of my life in a tailwind.
Thanks for a thought-provoking post! Also, I saw your blog listed as a blog-of-the-month on Agent Query, so congrats!
ReplyDeleteSo true!
ReplyDeleteSo, you need to spend more time on a bicycle, metaphorically speaking? When your legs power your journey, you notice every breeze and a good tailwind makes you laugh with glee.
ReplyDeleteI have no idea how to live like you're riding a bike, but if I figure it out it could make a good book. Hmm.
Jess, thanks for the heads-up! AQ sent me the newsletter with the news, but I missed the note! I thought, "Oh, how nice of them to send me their newsletter," perused it, and walked away. That's what I get for skimming:)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment, Meredith!
Deep stuff, Ben. When you figure that out, you'll have to let us all know (or just write that book and then make us go buy it:) ).
Thanks for this post Krista. For some reason I've been stuck in the headwind today and this was a good reminder to remember the tailwind times.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the AQ accolade!
Love this.
ReplyDeleteI was stuck in Cedar City until Monday morning because of that storm! You could have come and hunkered down with us in the storm! But then you would have been stuck until Monday morning.
Completely agreed ;)
ReplyDeleteI loved your last two lines: "I need to be more thankful. Because I’ve lived a lot of my life in a tailwind."
ReplyDeleteWell put! It's the kind of thing I could use engraved on a plague and hung on my wall!
Charity, sorry you got stuck in a headwind. I hope tomorrow sends a tailwind your way.
ReplyDeleteLiesl, sorry you got stuck, and I'm sorry we didn't get stuck with you! (As opposed to without you - I'm pretty sure we both would have preferred not getting stuck at all:) ) I'm glad everything turned out okay.
Thanks, Esther.
Cattapan, in our family, we always borrow the line from RETURN TO ME: "You should needlepoint that on a pillow." :)
What a wonderful post! Thanks, Krista. I need this reminder, too. :)
ReplyDeleteWelcome back. I'm glad you made it home safely.
Amy
What an incredible post. And a beautiful point. Thank you. I needed that. :)
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Amy. And I'm glad we made it home, too. We heard some real horror stories from people who made the trip on Sunday (like being stuck behind a jackknifed semi for four hours in the middle of a blizzard), so I'm glad someone warned us. (That would be Grandma Dear, one of Honey Bear's grandmothers, who only watches the news when she has relatives in town so she can check the weather. Such a nice lady:) )
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Colene. Thank you for the comment.
I needed this reminder. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteMyrna, as the post implies, I needed this reminder, too.
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