Today marks Day 30 of my Grateful Tweet exercise. The idea behind this Twitter campaign, and the subsequent use of the hashtag, #gratefultweet, is simple. Before launching into a day of social media filled with posts ranging from the sublime to the ridiculous, the first tweet of the day should be in thanksgiving. [read more about it]
I know of the importance of gratitude, particularly when it’s difficult to be grateful. I’d say its importance increases with the level of difficulty we’re encountering.
St. Paul tells us to “Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” Sure, St. Paul, easy for you to say, you’re a Saint! As for me, I’m definitely not a Saint, and I sometimes feel like every day is an insurmountable failure at achieving even marginal saintliness. Instead of being disheartened, I decided to treat this challenge as a spiritual exercise.
I figured, if I could make it for 30 days and establish a habit of gratefulness in the morning, at least I will have started my day with a strong moment of praise. Too often I treat my prayer life like a to-do list — Angelus: check; Rosary: check; Scripture: check. The grateful tweet was just another check.
And then, it wasn’t.
I started to really notice the things for which I am grateful; my husband, my children, my friends — the many gifts God has given me that bring me joy. If that had been all, it would have been a successful experiment.
But of course, there’s more. In every instance when I have invited God into my life, it was a springboard for more. You see, this month when I’ve had the inclination to tweet a complaint or a negative comment, I’ve sometimes remembered to look for any redeeming element in the thing causing me grief. I usually found something that made me grateful.
Look, I’m no saint, and the last place I thought I’d find some spiritual growth is Twitter, yet here I am, extolling the value of gratitude, 140 characters at a time.
Give it a try. What are you grateful for?
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Even on the worst of days, I close my eyes, talk to God and express gratitude for my life. It all started with my birth mom, who decided to have me and insist on a French Catholic family to adopt me. Well, my french got a little ‘anglicized’ after college…living in an anglophone city and all…but I’m still Catholic. That fact alone has allowed me to meet the special people I call my good friends (oh, and my sweet Mike too). The path I’ve been on has been providing me with all kinds of reasons to be grateful; and yes, even through the migraines.
Thanks for your blog. I love reading your insights. You are such an inspiration to (or is it for?) me. And you know what? Complaining, at times is a woman’s right, I say. Sometimes, it’s just so very cathartic 😉
God bless you, my friend.
thanks for sharing that Denyse…and thanks for your friendship 🙂
(and for the record, I said I SOMETIMES find a good thing…one or two snarky tweets got past me !!!)