Hi ,

I’m sending this on a Saturday morning, and to be honest, I’m tired. This week was a lot. Busy, demanding, mentally heavy in some moments, but somehow highly productive too. I’ve been looking forward to this weekend, not to go out, not to impress anyone, just to rest. Real rest. The kind that clears your mind and slows life down for a minute.

And as I sat quietly this morning, one thing kept coming up in my heart: gratitude.

This year has been… a journey. There were highs that made me smile and lows that really tested me. There were moments I didn’t understand. Moments I thought I had lost something. Moments I wondered if certain things would ever work out.

But God showed up. Every single time.

Sometimes not how I expected. Sometimes not when I wanted. But always exactly when I needed it. And in the last week alone, the kind of news I’ve received, the clarity I’ve gotten, the small and big confirmations… they’ve just made me pause and think, “Wow. God has really been faithful to me.”

We move so fast through life that we miss what God has already done. We are so focused on what we don’t have yet, what didn’t work out, the doors that closed, the prayers that feel unanswered, that we overlook the ones that were answered. We forget the times He protected us. We forget the way He stretched us, covered us, provided for us, sustained us.

No one is ever left without a reason to be grateful. No one.

No matter how tough it is, if you look closely, there is always something – even if it is just the fact that you are still here, still breathing, still alive with another chance.

Gratitude does something to the heart. It grounds you. It strengthens you. It reminds you that you are not alone. It shifts your focus from lack to abundance, from pain to perspective, from fear to faith.

And the funny thing is this: gratitude has a way of unlocking new seasons. It doesn’t just make you feel better. It positions you for more. It keeps your heart soft while you are still believing for the next level.

So today, being Saturday, I’m choosing to rest. I’m choosing to breathe. And more than anything, I’m choosing to say thank you to God, for the good, the tough, the confusing, the beautiful, the painful, the stretching.

If you needed a reminder today, this is it: pause and count your blessings. Even the small ones. They matter.

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Darasimi