An Amazing Life

Over the last few months, I have been working on the sin of ingratitude in my life.  As part of this process, I have been thinking back on all the amazing experiences I have had.  I remember so many good times and precious moments.  Allow me to share some of them with you.

  • I remember playing golf with my brother and sister one afternoon amidst the beautiful mountains of Utah laughing and getting to know one another.
  • I remember flying in a propeller airplane to a beautiful lake in Alaska where my dad and I spent a few days fishing in some of the most beautiful country imaginable.
  • I remember white water rafting down the Colorado river with a group of friends in celebration of a marriage.
  • I remember boating on the crystal clear waters of Crater Lake.
  • I remember gazing in awe at the Grand Canyon as the sun set over the desert.
  • I remember entire days spent in the surf at Moonlight beach in San Diego.
  • I remember singing along at amazing concerts put on by Yes and U2 and the San Diego symphony.
  • I remember playing dodgeball every Saturday at an open gym when I was a kid.
  • I remember laughing for hours at the comedy of Brian Regan, Bill Cosby, Jerry Seinfeld and other gifted entertainers.
  • I remember driving through the Rocky Mountains and seeing an awesome thunderstorm in the distance.
  • I remember sunsets so beautiful that I had to pull over to the side of the street and watch them.
  • I remember nineteen hour conversations with a good friend with whom I love to debate and argue on arcane issues.
  • I remember crying while watching beautiful movies like Saving Private Ryan and Schindler’s List.
  • I remember meals so tasty that I never wanted to stop eating.
  • I remember my imagination soaring as my father read me the stories of J.R.R. Tolkien and Frank Baum.
  • I remember following the Padres during their amazing 1998 season and enjoying their success.  I fondly remember the amazing man that was Tony Gwynn.  He will always be an All Star to me.
  • I remember driving with my mother along the coast road in Oregon and getting caught in fog so thick you could barely see a few hundred feet.  The moon was full and the forest seemed entirely surreal.
  • I remember smoking a cigar on a ruined Russian tank at Bagram Airforce base in Afghanistan and watching the sun set over the mountains.
  • I remember driving for hours singing at the top of my lungs because I could not express in any other way the joy that the Lord had given me.
  • I remember hot showers which felt so good they made me want to cry.
  • I remember the summer when I played volleyball and boardgames with friends every weekend.  I never wanted it to end.
  • I remember playing sharks and minnows in a diving tank with my friends on the swim team.
  • I remember touring underground caves with my mother as we drove across country.
  • I remember playing City of Heroes for six straight months with my friends when I could barely wait to get home.
  • I remember laying down in bed after a hard day and feeling indescribable relief flow through my body.
  • I remember glasses of water made heavenly by a prolonged thirst.
  • I remember riding my bicycle down the hill near my home when I was a kid and going so fast I thought I was going to die.
  • I remember worship services where I simply could not sing loud enough to express my joy.
  • I remember the indescribably beautiful heartache of first love.
  • I remember a field full of fireflies in a meadow overlooking a valley in the mountains of Kentucky.
  • I remember walking through the forests of Virginia during the fall and feeling as though I had been transported to Lothlorien of Middle Earth.
  • I remember books so good that I read until I could not keep my eyes open.
  • I remember riding in a Blackhawk helicopter doing the side-to-side motion that it does to avoid possible ground fire.
  • I remember watching in awe as the performers of Cirque du Soleil performed astonishing acrobatic feats that took my breath away.
  • I remember the satisfaction that I had when I completed my Master’s degree thesis.
  • I remember taking a little girl to a play ground and the hours of enjoyment I got from seeing her smile and hearing her laugh.

Reading over what I have written, I feel deeply ashamed.  How is it possible that a man with so much to be grateful for could have been so ungrateful to God for so many years?  Praise be to the Lord Jesus Christ for his great forgiveness, mercy, kindness, generosity and love.

About Robert V

Former atheist currently living in Toronto.
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