Diaries of a Fluffy Rican: I am alive and blessed through Grace

I am alive today, and if you can't tell this is my I am alive challenge post for today. I like this challenge because it reminds me that being a live is a blessing. It doesn't always feel like a blessing. The world around me seems to be on a mission to make me feel cursed for merely being alive. Yet that's a lie, and no matter how many times, or in how different ways that lie is presented. It's still a a big fat ugly lie.

The simple fact that I'm still here, means that there is still something left for me to do in this world. I'm blessed to be here in Colorado. As I sit here enjoying the cool breeze, that's flowing and fluttering all around me. I'm thanking God for that blessing. I am alive today. I am blessed, and loved. It's not selfish to say that. I'm not self centered to admit that I've been blessed. I'm grateful.

I'm grateful for having been given the opportunity to walk away from the rut I had created. Years of pacing back and forth while questioning my existence. Wondering why I was here, and what I was supposed to do next. Created a rut that grew deeper and deeper with every passing year. The job that at one point I had been grateful for, had become a limiting reality. I felt trapped. But God.

I don't deserve his blessing. I didn't earn his love, it was given to me through Grace. Grace (God's underserved favor) is available to us all. As long as I humble myself to receive it, while believing enough to keep my eyes open for it's realization in my life. I don't pretend to be some spiritually moral person. I'm a simple person, and often times I've played the fool. But God honors commitment. The willingness to keep trying no matter how foolish it looks or feels.

Commitment is that willingness to try again. A belief that thing's will line up, even if I can't see how it possibly could. It's also an understanding that it's better to look foolish for trying, and knowing that I my did best. Then to suffer through the regret of realizing later in that it would've worked out.

Regret is bitter and tends to stick around. So instead of arriving to the "later on" and seeing how it would've have come to be. Let's keep pushing through. So when the unexpected or unforeseeable comes. We'll be glad we were committed. Thanking God that we didn't quit, and remembering what we went through with a grateful and satisfied heart.

Thanks for sharing with me. I invite you to check the #iamalivechallenge . There's something self healing about taking a moment to acknowledge that #youarealive, and maybe even giving thanks that #hiveisalive and thriving. God bless :)