New Year, New Merciesಮಾದರಿ

The DNA of joy is thankfulness. Have you noticed that entitled, complaining people don’t happen to be very joyful? 

I wish I always carried it with me. 

I wished it always shaped the way I look at life. 

I wish it directed my desires. 

I wish it was the natural inclination of my heart. 

I wish remembering your boundless grace would silence my grumbling. 

I wish my worship of you, my trust of you, my rest in you would drive away all complaints. 

If my heart is ever going to be freed of grumbling and ruled by gratitude, I need your grace: grace to remember, grace to see, grace that produces a heart of humble joy.