Dedicated as one might be to a project, there does come times when one is just not into it. Just not today...not at the moment...one day is all. That day is today. And it just so happens that today is Sunday, the day the Lord rested. So it seems fitting I suppose: today I am grateful for rest.
Now in my mind's ear I hear the voice of my grandmother. I would say something like "I'm tired," and she would always respond with, "Tired? Why would you be tired? Go lay down then, but remember to take your boots off." "Really, Grandma?" I'd say silently to myself. "I'm tired and of course I will take my boots off." Sigh.
As I am taking this journey of reflections on gratitude, I sometimes feel like I'm really not getting it. Am I really grateful? Or am I just making things up? Do I really appreciate everything I have been fortunate enough to be given, experience, feel and learn? Sometimes, I just want to ignore the whole thing. Gratitude can be wearing. Holy cow, such a blasphemer I am.
When I find myself slipping into this type emotional retrograde, I stop myself and think, a constant state of gratitude can be difficult. A rest is deserved if not absolutely necessary. So I take one. And then I realize just how fortunate I am to be able to take a rest. And once again I am....grateful.