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  • Writer's pictureCarol Wawrychuk


I don’t know about you, but every so often I read something and think, how in the world did they know just how I was feeling?  

It’s been so subtle.  No gratitude lists.  No thunderbolts.  No perfection. 

And yet. . .JOY!

OMG. . .In So Many Ways

Has it been the move to Santa Fe?  Making different choices?  Appreciating what I never used to appreciate? Acceptance.   Was the soil of my soul finally ready to sprout seeds of joy? 

An awareness.  Can’t quite explain it.  Don’t quite understand it.  But I’ll take it!  

OMG. . .In So Many Ways.



There is something growing within me, day by day.  With each passing year, it takes place more deeply in my soul.  It is something that did not seem possible in my earlier days, due to my tendency to climb, to strive and to achieve.  But now, probably as a result of age and attrition, and hopefully even a little maturity, there is finally room within me for its presence.  The tiny seed is beginning to sprout, or maybe now I am just beginning to notice it.

It is the fruit of gratitude, it seems.  Or maybe it is the other way around.  Whatever the case, it is causing me to see differently and live differently – less frustrated and more open.  It is causing me to slow down, to stop, to reflect, to savor and to appreciate.  It is the birth of joy.  What a surprise and delight!    Thanks be to God!

Jim Branch.  The Blue Book:  A Devotional Guide for Every Season of Your Life.


Wishing you a Joyous Thanksgiving!

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