At some point in this past year, I have forgotten how to breathe.
Odd, since I don’t remember learning the first time around. It just came natural. I’m not completely gasping like a fish out of water, but hang out somewhere in between a flopping trout and yoga zen.
Some have called this anxiety. Since I don’t have time for anxiety, it can’t be that. I have heard several times one cannot be anxious and overflowing with gratitude at the same time. I haven’t fully bought in to this, but I’m going to try it. What I do know, from years of experience, is what consumes our mind controls our life. I want to be consumed with gratitude and allow that to take control.
So.
I’ve put in a heavenly request to change my default setting. It is now set to gratitude. I’ve let God and His host of angels know, but also need the extra accountability for when anxiety sets in. In case I can’t reach it or forget where it is, please hit my reset button.
I’ve had several versions of a Gratitude Journal. I’ve written a list in the morning to start my day off on a thankful note. I’ve jotted down some grateful musings in the evening before bed, and followed it up with a prayer that God would heal and restore my heart while I sleep. When I’m upset, angry, or worried about something, and I remember (or am humbled enough) to physically write down 5 things I am thankful for in that moment – it truly changes the posture of my heart.