“OH MY GOSH, GUYS THERES CABINETS!! WE EACH CAN GET OUR OWN SHELF!!!” -me when we got to Impact Africa.
Joy and gratefulness for the little things is something I’ve never had. I’m so bless with a Christ-centered family, a nice house, a car, lots of available food at all times, and amazing friends. I don’t have to worry about not getting to shower at night or running out of clean clothes. I know I could get a vanilla sweet cream cold brew pretty much whenever I want and go spend way too much money at Target whenever I’m bored. I could contact everyone at anytime within seconds.
Now, all of my at home comforts are gone. I haven’t seen my parents or sisters in two months (I wouldn’t admit this over FaceTime but it sucks), I haven’t lived in the same place for longer then a week (I think my team has moved 10 times since coming to Africa and living out of a backpack sucks, I’m not gonna lie to you) and I don’t really get much a choice most days of what I’m going to eat. Sometimes I can’t shower everyday, I often wear dirty clothes because it’s a hassle to get my laundry done, and I go days without WiFi. Yet, I’ve been more grateful and joyful then ever before.
There’s something about losing everything that makes you so grateful for the little things. I find myself praising God for occasional hot showers and air conditioning. Even the smaller things like personal shelves and real coffee (GUYS no more instant coffee for the rest of the month, praise God, He is faithful). Why am I not that grateful for my nice house and running car?
God is my sole provider for everything. He has given me everything I have. Why am I not in awe of the things I’ve been given like I am about my shelf? God is so gracious with His blessings, even the little ones. Be grateful for the little things.
