Counting a blessing

I don’t pray enough. I’m not sure why; maybe it’s because living out here in the high desert, with the sky so vast and the stars so clear, feels sacred enough without the lip service.

A friend once told me that just being quiet and listening is a kind of prayer. She backed up her assertion by quoting that verse from Psalms that says: “Be still and know that I am God.”

I like that. I really like the idea that when I’m just sitting outside, listening to the wind or the coyotes or the distant sound of the semis pulling in and out of the truck stop and thinking how good my coffee tastes or how clean the night air smells, I’m really praying.

Still, if I’m going to hang out with God, I probably ought to hold up my end of the conversation. I don’t want to treat God like some big sugar daddy in the sky who’ll spoil me rotten if I just pester him enough, but I feel as if I ought to say something once in a while, so I’m going to start finding just one small thing to be thankful for every night.

I know I’ve got big reasons for gratitude — I mean, millions of people go to bed hungry, and hundreds of people would love to live on Route 66 — but I think it means more if you take the time to think about the less obvious stuff.

Tonight, I am thankful for instant grits.

That might seem like a stupid thing to sit around praying about, but you have to understand how important instant grits are at the Tumbleweed.

You see, Joey’s favorite food in the whole world is orange sherbet, but his second-favorite food in the whole world is cheese grits. He eats them every morning for breakfast. Every. Single. Morning.

If I had to cook grits from scratch, I’d be in the kitchen half the morning. There’s no way I could pull that off. But I can nuke a bowl of grits and stir in a pat of butter and a handful of cheese in less than five minutes. It makes Joey happy, and it requires almost no effort on my part.

Anything that allows me to bring joy to that gentle soul on a daily basis has got to be a gift from God.

What are you thankful for today?

— Sierra


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