I was reminded how my doubts, fears, insecurities, and misunderstandings of grace block my spirit from trusting in the abundance of good that God promises His children.
What do I need to render to God? What can I give up to Him that I love equal to if not more than Him?
Jesus welcomes the lost son home happily with a feast, finds the lost coin with rejoicing, and takes back the lost sheep with joy. Jesus's mercy is abundant, and our goal is to imitate that absurdly abundant mercy to one another.
The best thing I found after I concretely practiced gratitude for a year was that I found an abundance of love and gratitude where I used to find a scarcity.
Our God is a God of miracles. Our God is a God of fulfilled promises. Our God provides and follows through.
We are each surrounded by a communion of saints, living and deceased, in our daily lives. We are never fighting the battle alone, however much it may feel like it.
Yet, my brain capacity is closer to that of a turtle than that of Our Heavenly Father. His wisdom is infinite. My is finite. I only know so much, and He knows so much more.