Grateful

I feel like when I write these blogs, that they have to be inspiring, or that i need a couple days to think about what I will write about before posting... But these truly are my thoughts, my heart, my vulnerability laid out for everyone to see... Is that the purpose of these things? To write what you truly believe and truly feel, without having to face the world? To just simply type letters on a keyboard, and click the "publish post" button, and BAM everyone can read, and you can be honest without having to go through anything, without having to actually deal with life.. Have we taken for granted the ability for a friend to be there for us? I have. I constantly find myself, saying " Oh I don't want to be a burden on you" or " Well I don't want to intrude". Can we not take what people say for what they really mean? I can't. I find myself, constantly trying to reassure myself that my friends are my friends because they love me. Not because I do things for them. Or not because I give them gifts. No, they are my friends because they love who I am. Then why all the insecurity? Why do I constantly take things/people in my life for granted? 

Life is a gift, and a blessing. But how often do we stop and think about how blessed we are for the things in our lives? We constantly are running around needing to get things done, and things accomplished to feel gratification. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that we all need to sit inside our houses and dwell on the good things in our lives. Things do need to get done, and erands do need to be run. What I am saying however is how many days do you find yourself rushing around with a chicken with your head cut off not leaving enough time to enjoy life for what it is? I know I do. Please understand my heart in this situation. I am not bashing people who have busy lives, because mine is busy as well. I am just as much guilty of this as anyone else is. It blows my mind how much stuff my generation takes for granted. The love of a family member, the faithfulness of a spouse, the heart of a friend who just wants to see you happy and succeed. All we want is the newest gadget, or the fastest car, the highest rate of pay at our job. It humbles me every week, when I come hang out with two friends who could care less about the things of this world. But who live for God, one another, and their children. Sure there are things in between that fill the gaps, but those three are the most important. That truly is the most important things in life. People got by for hundreds of years without cell phones, or computers, or tv's, but simply by the company of a neighbour, or friend. Why has our generation clouded so much of what's important, with so much garbage?

Life really truly is a blessed gift, yet most of us chose to live it like it's a burden on our shoulders, that we have to get through... (me included)