Ever since my restless post a week ago, I feel like I’ve been more aware than usual of little things that I enjoy, as if God is reminding me that life is supposed to be enjoyable and not just an endless journey toward an ever-heightening goal.
I enjoy crisp fall weather, soft cool breezes and lazy sunshine.
I enjoy writing (in my blog!) and talking to old friends (talked to one of my college roomies last night).
I enjoy taking care of my husband, buying groceries and washing clothes.
I like cooking new recipes and trying new things in the kitchen.
I like keeping a steady exercise schedule and eating right most of the time.
I like changing things up, like my hair, clothes, or even my blog (thought I can’t figure out which layout I want to switch to!!)
I enjoy my job and the responsibility and sense of importance that it gives me.
I love my husband, all his silly nonsense and the way he loves me like no one else ever has–or will (except Jesus!)
I love learning new things about God, having the eyes of my heart enlightened, beginning a prayer only to have a revelation and sit in silent awe.
I enjoy having holidays and family time to look forward to. (And having the chance to go to Mexico for a week in March!!)
I love cats (though I can’t have one) and dogs (though we’re not going to get one for a while).
I love the feeling of fall and Christmas. Heaven must feel something like a hybrid of those 2 things.
I love hope. Without the hope of a life after this one, none of this means anything. Because without the hope of salvation, this world fades away into nothingness, like it never existed.
I am thankful to God that “according to His great mercy, He has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead…” (1 Peter 1:3) It truly is what makes life worth living and what causes and enables me to strive for more…it doesn’t end here. I have an eternity in heaven.