After My Husband Died a few years ago, I was lonely and felt extremely sorry for myself. I wanted to move closer to my family, but that didn't materialize because of difficulties related to the sale of my condominium. After asking God many times to show me how to resolve these problems so that I could move on, I woke one morning remembering this question from Science and Health: "Are we really grateful for the good already received?" Science and Health, p. 3. My answer could only be a resounding "No."
Immediately, I felt impelled to begin keeping a gratitude list. I was definitely grateful for God, for Jesus, and for my church, but I knew I needed to acknowledge the smaller indications of God's goodness that I was taking for granted. So I started thanking God for each telephone call I received (including one from a telemarketer!), each drawing or letter from a grandchild, expected and unexpected checks, conversations with sales clerks, my old car that kept on running, the sunshine that prevails nearly every day where I live, family members' and friends' kindness and concern for my well-being, opportunities to help others, and more.
Recording all of these blessings immediately began lifting my spirits. I looked forward to writing in my notebook each day. And I discovered that it was impossible to feel sorrow when I was filled with gratitude. Before too long, I felt at peace. Moving no longer seemed necessary. I felt confident I could find joy and companionship right where I was, so I stayed put.
