Not a Hallmark card ...

God stirring up gratitude within me

I used to dismiss “gratitude” as a hot Hallmark minute that couldn’t touch the deeper, more challenging places of our lives; gratitude was for those who believed a latte could soothe their pain. I was here for the big-league practices — the things that really revealed and reflected God.

But in these last two years, I’ve started to see that when the big, …