As I sit here writing this, I’m squished against the window in the second to last row of a very hot airplane, covered in trash because the flight attendants have ignored me every time they’ve come by. My laptop is the closest it’s ever been to my chest, and I don’t think I’ve ever had a harder time typing in my life. My neck hurts from staring down at my computer screen. The only person in a worse situation than me is the tall gentleman next to me, whose knees are dug about 4 inches deep into the seat in front of him. I wonder if he paid $20 for a dry sandwich, chips, and water or if his favorite water bottle broke walking through the airport like mine did…
As miserable as it sounds, I actually have a smile on my face. I’m blessed. I’m on my way to Washington DC for a multi-day conference. I get to go on a White House tour for free and see some pretty cool national monuments. I get to see the president, and regardless of your political views, that’s pretty freaking cool. I get to do all of this, and the only thing I have to pay for is my food and Uber. I’m blessed.
When people first ask me how I’m able to do all of these things for free, my first response is that my friend that asked me to go runs the organization that’s sponsoring the trip…but when I really think about it, that’s the indirect cause. I honestly and truly think God is the reason I was blessed with this trip. Do I know why He granted it to me? Maybe it’s because He knows I’m overwhelmed at school and needed to get away. Maybe it’s because He wants me to share my experience with y’all. To tell you the truth, I don’t really know. What I do know, however, is that He’s watching over me and that He is good.
I’m sort of upset that it took this trip for me to remember that I’m blessed. It shouldn’t be about the big things, but rather the little things. Things like a smile from a stranger, someone remembering to hold the door for me, or even the ability to write this blog. There are so many things God does for each of us, we just need to slow down and look. Try to recognize the little things, and you’ll be surprised how your faith increases. Even if you’re not religious, finding joy in the little things is the key to happiness…if you’re only grateful for the grand, fleeting moments in life, you’re missing out on a lot.
So this weekend, I challenge you to look for three blessings every day. Write them down. Share them with a friend or a family member. Raise them up to God. I bet you’ll find a happiness you didn’t know you had. Most of all, I bet the world will seem like a better place 🙂