Today, I woke up with a DHL delivery guy on my front door delivering my order from Honey Color. I love the complementary soft lens case
The best mother in the world also got me these three delightful pastries without me asking for them. I guess the brain-shaped one would keep me smart, the blank one filled with coconut flakes is a sign that she would never ever let me starve (my mother suffered from stomach ulcers for over twenty years), while the long one with cheese coated all over it would be purely for my guilty pleasure I’m grateful that these are more than enough, thanks to the best mother in the world, and that never for once in her life has she stopped thinking ahead of my needs.
I’m also grateful to have the opportunity to listen to a great leader who shared his wisdom today. He said that every true leader follows God’s lead rather than relying on their own conscience. They are disciples of God, not fans of God. Countless times I’ve been put into situations where nobody understands that I am clearly not God and I can’t do everything right according to their own perceptions of righteousness. No matter how hard I try, people tend to forget that I’m merely human. But letdowns have never stopped me from practicing my service to others with excellence, simply because I known I am nothing without sacrifice. Over the past few months, I learned that people-pleasing is different from being of service. I’m thankful that He’s led me up to this point in my life because I can only put my confidence in God, not anybody else, not even myself.
I’m always grateful for being with someone who have seen all of me – everything from my best, my worst, my so-so, my meh, my craziness, my unstability, my volatility, my vulnerability, and everything else there ever is but the built facade I hold up in front of everybody else, a superwoman that continues to protect me from being misunderstood.
I understand the very fact that every human being walking on earth is different in their own ways, and my beau feels the same depth of gratitude about my accepting all of his. We provide each other the full freedom to be our purest selves with each other, be it as a kid who needs attention or as a teacher who gives undivided attention, and that’s the kind of relationship, almost as agape-like as a parent-and-child relationship, that comes in your lifetime only once.
A wise person once said, women are not to be understood, but to be loved. I’m thankful my close-knit circle loves nothing else but the bare and naked soul of mine. This grace is infinitely larger than a lifetime of my self-sacrifice.
What are you grateful for today?