because even in the heaviness, God always provides.
if you asked me a few years ago what i wanted most, i would’ve said: a little breathing space. a life that didn’t feel like it was running me over. time to actually pause, rest, and choose how i spend my days. for the longest time, that felt impossible... it's just a prayer i’d whisper whenever life got too loud.
and then, without me even realizing it, here i am. living with a flexible schedule. having space to breathe, reflect, and actually write again. it’s not perfect, but it’s something i once prayed for. and it’s here.
i think that’s the thing about gratitude... it’s often found in the places we don’t immediately notice. not in the big wins, but in the quiet corners of everyday life.
like my family. my mom still cooks me delicious, savory meals that make me feel taken care of, even at 29. my lola brings me coffee in the afternoon while i’m working, without me even asking. my brother and sister, who never get tired of my little requests, whether it’s carrying my laundry or helping out with things i could probably do myself. they don’t make a big deal out of it, but to me, it means the world.
and then there’s my boyfriend. he’s the one who takes on the things i can’t do, who steps in where i fall short. sometimes it’s in the quietest, simplest ways, but that’s exactly what i love about it. love doesn’t always need grand gestures. it shows up in the small, steady ones.
even our sari-sari store is something i’m thankful for. it’s not just a business, it’s a part of our home, a part of our rhythm. our suki customers come and go, and in their own little ways, they sustain us too. it’s humbling, really, to realize that something so simple can be such a blessing.
but above all—what i’m most grateful for is God. if i look back at every season of my life, one thing has always been true: He never left me. not once. on the days i thought i couldn’t make it, somehow He carried me through. on the days i felt empty, He provided—sometimes through people, sometimes through unexpected opportunities, sometimes in ways i can’t even explain.
honestly, there are moments i think… maybe i’m His favorite. because He always, always finds a way to sustain me. even when i doubt, even when i feel unworthy, even when i don’t see the path ahead, He shows up. quietly. faithfully. always.
gratitude doesn’t take away the burdens of life. they’re still there, still heavy at times. but gratitude reminds me to look around and see what’s also here: love, family, provision, small joys, answered prayers. and above all, a God who never fails.
and maybe that’s what keeps me going. not the absence of struggle, but the presence of grace.
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