|This is the fourth installment in our Summer Gratitude series, a collection of posts from around the diocese focused on gratitude and thankfulness. It’s our hope that these stories will be uplifting, joyful, and a reminder to us all to count our blessings and experience gratitude even in times of hardship.
“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
There have been countless moments in my life that I have been completely overwhelmed with gratitude. God has blessed me time and again, and I never cease to be amazed by His great plan. When asked to write this reflection of gratitude, there was one particular memory of my mom that came to mind:
My mom has never been one to sit back and let life pass her by. She is always up for an adventure. If there is something she wants to do or accomplish, she finds a way. My mom has an incredible gift for being in the moment and grateful for each day.
A little over fifteen years ago, as my family was preparing for a Memorial Day picnic, I realized that my mom had not been working around the house with the rest of us. It seemed odd and I suddenly felt the urge to check on her. I found her in her bedroom looking extremely pale and sick. She told me that she didn’t feel well and I could tell instantly that something was very wrong. I ran outside to get my dad and in a matter of minutes things went from bad to worse. My mom was having trouble walking, she began coming in and out of consciousness, and life was draining from her with each passing moment. I started to panic. How could this happen? How could someone who was so full of life just a few hours before suddenly be so sick? We didn’t know at that moment, but an infection had made its way into her blood stream. Her body was shutting down as she became septic. The ambulance finally came and she was taken to the hospital. That day seemed to last forever. The doctors and nurses worked tirelessly to stabilize her throughout the day and night. With tears of desperation I prayed, begging God to let her live.
When morning came, mom was not out of the woods, but by the grace of God she was stable. Many family and friends showered us with love, prayers and support. It was overwhelming to feel the love of God through their actions. Mom had a long road to recovery in the following months, but we were so grateful for her continued healing and the peace of God that we felt in the middle of it all. Even through her pain and fatigue, she chose to face each day with a grateful heart.
Often times I get frustrated with what’s going on in my world. It’s easy to get caught up in the daily routine, family drama, or the news stories that splash across our televisions and newspapers. All of these things are parts of life that can leave us in a whirlwind of chaos and negativity. We suffer unimaginable trials on our journey. It can be difficult to feel grateful in the midst of it all. Sometimes we have to choose gratitude. When we choose gratitude, we allow ourselves to see the beauty that God is creating in the midst of our pain. When we invite God into the center of our world, He surrounds us with peace that surpasses all understanding. On difficult days when I struggle to find something to be grateful for, I think back on that Memorial Day. I remember the grace and peace that God gave to us. I think about my mom’s example of living a life of gratitude in good and bad times. I give thanks that my mom is still here with me and for the beautiful memories we have been able to make together since then. I am filled with gratitude knowing that God is walking beside me on my journey through life and I know that no matter what challenges I may face, I am never alone.
Jill Dressler is a member of St. Mark’s, Erie.