Let Us Sing

How do you rise up when you’re broken? How can you possibly pick them up, when the pieces scattered on the ground are you? What if you are not only shattered but are also physically too exhausted to even think about doing more for your state of mind? 

Miserable. It’s what you’ve become. The only way you can get out is to get help and get more sleep. For someone to swoop in and save you… Finally let you rest. To fight the battle for you even for just one day.

But I’ve discovered one more thing that you can do and it’s nearly impossible. But if you can manage to do it… If you can summon just an ounce more and make one more choice. Hard… Or as impossible as it may seem… it will change you.

It will change your day and change the direction that your heart your mind and your life are going.

What is it? 


Yes I’m sure… The last thing that you want to think about. Being grateful, being thankful for what you have. For what you don’t have. Because sometimes what you have can seem to be so little. So as your world falls apart and your brokenness swallows you, why and how can you be grateful?

Say it out loud

Even if every fiber in you resists and doesn’t believe the words squeaking out of your mouth. Just say words of gratefulness out loud. What are you thankful for? A soft blanket? The way your kid smiles at his baby sister? That it isn’t raining today? Anything, small or big.Image

Just try it. What do you have to lose? 

It’s such an obvious start to changing your day, your week, changing YOU. But it has to come out of your lips and blossom–like a fragile sprout from the cold ground, clinging to every glimpse of sunlight. Let your small but crucial thank you’s rise up, and you will feel your heart lighten and open up to something we are all thirsting to find:



5 thoughts on “Let Us Sing

  1. Oh man! Love this! Yesterday it was so cold… and we were able to bless someone. Funny enough, I started my day writing out my gratefulness to God for all of the blessings in our lives. Fast forward to lunch… we were at Taco Bell, there was a couple who walked in from waiting for the bus, just to warm up, but I noticed that they had no intentions of ordering. The woman was eating peanuts and gazing at the menu. I had ordered a taco 12 pack for me and my two boys… so, I asked my oldest to go offer them a few tacos. The woman accepted and began crying. It was difficult for me to see that a few tacos and a bit of kindness meant so much to her. It made me realize how tough her life must be. It made me much more grateful for the life God has given me and my family. Thank you for sharing! Great post 🙂

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