The story begins with resentment.
Doesn’t sound like a very positive place to start, does it? Just give me a minute, and you’ll see where it leads.
I watched with envy as people walked out of the store, while I sat in the passenger seat of the car, waiting for my mom to return.
I felt terrible for resenting these people, these strangers. But I did. I resented their ability to enter the store. I resented their good health. I resented the way they moved with ease.
“They can move so freely and they don’t even know how lucky they are,” I bitterly thought to myself.
And with that, something shifted.
Good health feels like freedom.
I’ve known that I want to be healthy. Getting well has been the goal all along, the treasured prize that I long for.
But that day I realized my desire for good health runs even deeper.
You see, it’s not just about health. It’s about the space and endless possibilities that good health creates: opportunity, ease, and freedom.
So while I’m thankful for what my body is able to do (even when I wish it could do more) and for the healthy future I have faith lies ahead…
Today I am thankful for the unexpected messenger, that resentment, which led me to discover some of my soul’s truest desires: feelings of ease and freedom.