This is a re-post from last year and I am still full of gratitude.
Yesterday was Thanksgiving Day. But let me share with you an experience that I had a couple of weeks ago. It was our usual hectic busy week, the grand kids had been over all week long. So my husband and I, were on full time grandparent duty. We drove the kids back and forth to school. We supervised homework and prepared dinners. We Insisted on baths and all the rest.
When the Kids left our house on, Saturday evening, I was especially tired. I went to bed and slept in a deep sound sleep. The kind of sleep that you can’t get when you have to listen out for a busy two year old who will walk the floors, even in a dark house.
Sunday morning arrived. I was laying there enjoying the quiet. My husband came into the room and popped on the light. I raised my arm to shield my eyes. “Thank God I can cover my eyes from the light. Thank God that the light bothers me.” I thought, as I continued to lay there. By then I had lain in just a bit too long, so I got up to hurry to the bathroom.
No pain in my feet. My knees did not hurt. I can get to the bathroom all on my own. So I Thanked God, that I was able to walk. I did my bathroom routine and exited from the warm shower. “Thank God for warm water, some people don’t have that” I thought as I continued on my way. I headed to the bedroom, sans bathrobe, the house was nice and warm. Thank you Lord for the heat.” I said out loud. I got dressed and changed my mind about the outfit. I changed blazers to make a brighter ensemble. “Thank God.” I thought, “I have a closet full of clothes.”
As it often happens with Michigan weather, my lightweight jacket was insufficient. So I reached into the back of the closet and pulled out my long wool coat. Another “Thank God “was whispered. Because I had a coat for the colder weather.
My husband and I headed out for Church and locked the doors behind us. Again, a wave of gratitude come over me,”Thank God that we have a secure home.” We got into one of our three cars; none of them are new but there are three just the same. What a blessing to have three cars. Just at that moment, I thought how grateful I was to have a Man of God as my husband.
We drove to the local coffee shop and ordered coffee and bagels. Again, I thought what a blessing to be able to spend the Five dollars for coffee and bagels. It sounds like a lot Thank You Lords and Oh how Blessed I am’s, but, on that particular day, for no reason at all, I found myself in a state of Profound Gratitude.Thanksgiving is nice, but Gratitude is much more fulfilling. Always be grateful.
Always be grateful.
The Village Mother