Thornton Wilder wrote, “We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures”. Some days those treasures are harder to see than others. Some days all we can see is the difficulties we are dealing with. Some days we feel lonely. Some days we feel like our best days were way too long ago. But our treasures are all around us anyway. Now I know it may seem that someone else has a great big huge pile of treasures and others do not.
The thing is, we each have different kinds of treasures. Some days we do not hear God whispering in our ear. I am reminded of The Thorn Birds. In particular, I am thinking of the ever so long ago made for TV movie that was made (based on the book). Megghie (the main character) grows more and more bitter throughout her life. She falls in love with and wants to marry the unattainable Father Ralph. She instead marries another man who loves her dearly. He is devoted to her. Her children are devoted to her. Her brothers are devoted to her. She spends her life on a sheep ranch. In her later years she is filled with bitter anger. She absolutely CANNOT see the treasures she has had. All she can see is that she could NOT have Father Ralph, and her son (who is actually Father Ralph’s son, too) becomes a priest. In her mind she has lost everything that meant anything. As she continues her tirade, the camera moves back and pans over the scene. The thriving sheep ranch, her devoted husband, daughter, and brothers. She has missed out on counting life’s richest blessings.
The first time I saw this movie, I couldn’t relate to any of it. The second time I saw it was years later. I was recuperating from my second miscarriage and was grieving and bitter and not feeling one bit well. Not one bit. I had a devoted husband and a 5year old son who loved me too. All I could see was that we had lost a child a number of years before and now i had had 2 miscarriages to boot. All my friends had multiple children. Their lives seemed perfect. When I saw that scene in the movie I could see all the treasures that she had not noticed. It woke me up.
It was then I vowed to count every blessing, no matter how hard I had to look to even figure out what they are. I vowed I would not permit myself to grow bitter. How dare I minimize the gifts God picked out for me? Who am I to argue with Him and say He picked the wrong gifts, blessings, and talents for me? He knows what I need. He walks beside me, ready to whisper in my ear.
So yes, I say to myself ‘wake up and be conscious’ today. Blessings today? the chance to re-group. the chance to re-connect with friends and family. the chance to blog and have my words go ‘out there’. I am so blessed, lucky, affirmed, taken care of. God bless your day—
may it be a day when your lemons become lemonade….and your darkness is dispelled by candle light.
Believe Anyway—no matter what the world is telling you to do….forward joy. With love—your perennial optimist, Kate