Though I haven't given a talk on gratitude for a while, it's a subject that has remained on the edges of my thoughts. It is still a principle I struggle with--it's such a reflex to devote all attention to this moment's petty trial--but I have tried to be more grateful. Looking at my life--past, present, and future--through the lens of gratitude turns my heart softer, my countenance brighter, my thoughts happier. I am more pleasant. I am more content. I am closer to God.
Today, sitting in church, I was overwhelmed by gratitude. It didn't stem from the speakers (though they were great), it didn't stem from any big change (though there have been some); it sprung from some internal well I don't often draw deeply from. And because I was grateful, not just for any one thing but for my life in general, I was transcendently happy, content, and at peace.
I was still floating when I went to Relief Society, filled with a strong sense that life is good. Our instructor asked us each to think of a trial we're going through. I'll be darned, but I couldn't think of one for at least a minute or two. My life is not challenge-free, but in those couple of hours, my pesky trials were so dwarfed by blessings! happiness! contentment! that they ceased to merit any attention.
When I finally did "remember" the main thorn in my side, I was shocked I'd forgotten it. Hadn't I cried and lost sleep over this thing? Wasn't it my main cause of stress? But just like that, it was no longer on my radar. Insignificant. A non-issue.
I'm still not grateful by nature. But I am grateful for the reminder that happiness comes from within, that trials are rarely as significant as they seem, and that, holy moly, I am sure blessed.
And he who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious; and the things of this earth shall be added unto him, even an hundred fold, yea, more. - D&C 78:19