Today I'm thankful for my community.
Since I moved to RI, I have been thankful to find so many friends and groups of friends and networks of friends, in a city and state that's brimming with awesome people, and for some lucky reason, I get to be a part of it.
In addition, Wednesday's are just the best. They begin and end with community, a group of people coming together to learn about how awesome God is and figure out how this applies to our lives now and how to do life better...what it looks like to better ourselves and to better the world around us. I'm always inspired and always uplifted, even when the weight of the things we discuss is heavy. Because somehow, together, with the help of God's grace and mercy, our burdens are made lighter.
It feels like the beginning of the renewal of all things; something starts here and moves outward. I'm excited for the ways in which we are extending the hands of grace and love to those around us. I hope to do so more and more, to not be afraid to reach out when I see a need. It's hard to break social norms, it's hard to break routines. It's hard to look at what's happening around us and know that the person to do something is me. It's much easier to put on the blinders, go home and watch Netflix.
But this is the more fulfilling life, and I'm thankful that today I had the opportunity to give away some food, to pray for people who were struggling, to be a good friend.
At the end of our lives, the stories we remember are not the ones of "Hey, I made a really awesome PowerPoint" (I did that today, too), but "Hey, I brightened someone's day and hearing their story, in turn, brightened my own."
In an outpouring of thankfulness, I must attribute it all back to its source: all praise and glory be to God. He's the one moving mountains, even today, and I pray the eyes of everyone can be opened to see just how magnificent it is.