-Here's an example that isn't too deep... I didn't have a smart phone until my senior year. I got my first phone in sixth grade, my parents were divorced and it just made things easier. I was SO excited to get it, I was so thankful and kept squealing at my mom "You did NOT! You did NOT get me a phone!" But I quickly took it for granted. When it came time to get a new phone, I always wanted the best one on the market, but I usually ended up with the cheapest one. I went through 3 1/2 years of high school as one of the few people who still didn't have internet access. I begged and begged my mom to get me a better phone, one that had apps and games and internet when I had absolutely no reason for them. Of course I didn't realize this at the time, but I do now. And after a few months of having my smart phone, I started complaining that it froze, the internet wasn't as fast as the iPhone, etc. Soon after that, my screen cracked and it has even more glitches than before. I see now that maybe if I had appreciated the basic phone, my mom might have been more quick to get me that smart phone. If I had thanked her for simply replacing every teenage girl abused phone, which she didn't have to do, or if I had not been so careless with them in the first place, I might have had the nicer phone in my hands sooner. And now that my phone is in horrible condition, I'd gladly take back a frozen inbox every now and then.
And so brings me to the bigger picture. Looking back on the past year, and taking in how some small problems have turned into massive ones, accepting the lessons I have and am still learning from, I am so grateful for the mess I'm in. I am growing and learning and becoming a better, stronger, more benevolent person. Here's a recap:
-Last fall, my brother was diagnosed with Cancer. (That is a whole different story in itself and is such a perfect example of how God works His perfect plan for our lives.) And as heartbreaking and traumatic as it was to accept that news, I am thankful that my brother and family and friends had to go through that. I'd never want to again, but I'm thankful for it. I was so angry at God for letting this happen. But through that experience, I learned that as always, God was working on something far more powerful than cancer. My family has had its share of difficulties but I am so blessed to say we haven't had to deal with many things like this. We've had crazy car wrecks, health scares, and other unfortunate circumstances but never anything that wasn't just another "close call" that we knew would be okay right off the bat. I took that for granted. This was the first time I was actually terrified I would lose a part of my family. I see now that although for the most part, the Wendells are pretty invincible, we are still human. And we still need to remember that we aren't promised another day. I now cherish my family even more and make a bigger effort to be sure I'm getting the most out of every text, phone call, and visit. I'm so happy to say that he is now healed and healthy and loving on his precious son that just turned four years old. Thank you Jesus. I am grateful.
-I've struggled so much with how hard Auburn really is. I'm worried I may not get to experience all four years here, and keep wondering why God would send me here and allow me to be accepted if He knew I wouldn't be able to handle it. And then I realized I could be in one of two situations. Maybe I can handle it and it will all be fine. I'll get into the swing of things eventually and enjoy four years of War Eagle moments. Or, maybe God has something else for me, but knows how much I wanted the college experience of going to my dream school, being in a sorority, and being a part of the Auburn family before throwing me into a whole different scenery and life plan. Either way, I know that God is sovereign. And I'm going to end up where I belong. If I'm not supposed to be here in the future, I won't be. I have other dreams and aspirations and I know that God wouldn't root those feelings so deeply within me if they meant nothing. But either way, I'm not going to waste time worrying and moping around about whether or not I'll be here in the future, when God has me here right now. I am grateful.
-I am a really forgiving person, with a servant's heart. That doesn't mean I use it as much as I probably should, but it's there and comes into play every single day. Because of these two character qualities, I quickly become the "go to" person for most people. And as much as I love doing things for other people, and I know I shouldn't ask for anything in return, it still hurts that it's rarely reciprocated. Recently, many people that I love and care about have hurt me in ways that I felt were irreversible. I now see that this attitude is unacceptable. "We love because He first loved us." Who am I to think it's appropriate for me to hold a grudge, when the Man who knows that person's heart and sees them for what they are still forgives them? I am nothing. It's not about me. So I am grateful for the people who hurt me, whether that is my family, my friends, my boyfriend, or a stranger. I am grateful that I have the opportunity to forgive them because it reminds me that my hands are just as dirty as theirs are, but God still looks at me and says "that one is mine." And while I know it would be foolish to believe that everyone can appreciate that and not continue to take advantage of me, I also know that in the end, by forgiving someone else I'm really freeing myself more than them. Because chances are, the other person is either completely oblivious to what they've done, or they've already forgiven themselves and have moved on. And that's enough for me. I am grateful.