Wanna try something fun? Go back and find old journals or diaries you wrote when you were younger. Flip through those and think about how big those problems loomed in your life. It’s a hoot. As for me, I didn’t keep paper journals to record my innermost thoughts–no sir. I published them online for the world to see.
Five years ago, I was writing about how I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get married and how I fretted that I couldn’t really make plans for life that allowed for the appearance of a Mrs. 4thDave. My friend Will rightly assured me that such things would work themselves out. I didn’t believe him then, but he was right. New relationship, new life, new plans.
I turned 35 on Wednesday, but for some reason I decided to be mopey for a good bit of this week. After some gentle but pointed questions and comments from my patient and gracious wife, I was able to work through the cause of my malaise. Part of the problem was that I was focusing on what I didn’t have rather than what I did.
So yesterday, as I shared early-evening burgers and wedge-cut fries with my lovely H., I decided to take stock of where I was on that auspicious day:
- I’m married to an amazing woman, and we have a super-sweet dog.
- I feel like I’m actually gaining some traction professionally, and things seem to be going well at work.
- We are getting connected to a really wonderful church family in our new community.
- I’m actually excited about writing fiction again.
- We live in a (rented) house that is roomy and charming.
- All our financial needs are met.
- I’m in reasonably good health.
(I feel like I should have added a spiritual bullet point acknowledging my relationship with God through Jesus, but I think that was the understood foundation of all of this.)
All this to say: I’m doing really well, friends. Real-talk. I’m incredibly thankful for the rich blessings of God. The light and momentary setbacks and frustrations are even now being outmatched and outshined by the kindnesses I experience on a daily basis.
Please understand: No bragging, humble or otherwise, is intended. I recognize all of these blessings are gifts–the lavish kindnesses of a Heavenly Father who gives good things to His children.
I just wanted to say, for anyone who’s wondering: I’m doing well. Thanks.