What to say, where to start?
Today I think it is only fitting to express my gratitude for the men and women who are fighting for our country. They may not be fighting on our soil (praise God, may it always remain so!) but they are fighting for us. They and those who have fought before them allow us to worry over silly and trivial things, like whether Rosie said something stupid today and why she has a wife, or whether we should buy Pepsi or Coca-Cola or what’s on sale at Hobby Lobby (my personal trivial concern). Whether or not you support the current politicians in office or the government at all, whether or not you agree with any agendas those people over there are allowing us the freedom to make those choices.
Along those lines I am grateful to the families of those soldiers who stay behind and do without their father/mother/sister/brother/child/relative that is so very precious and important to them. The ones who are faithful. Because lately I have heard some heart-wrenching stories of soldiers coming home to nothing, not only personal financial issues caused by jobs not still being there or debts being pushed, but of coming home to no family, no one waiting, desertion of the most personal level. So for every faithful family member I am grateful.
I am grateful for abundance. It is pretty obvious if you walk into my house there is abundance here. This may not be a pretty neighborhood. My heart is really aching for a home in a better area and some privacy, but I am already blessed with abundance of love from my husband and children. I am blessed with having to choose what we will have for dinner, which book I will read next, which shirt I want to wear tomorrow and what shoes I feel like wearing.
My parents visited this weekend and I am grateful for the opportunity for my children to see their grandparents, to show off in their element. I was grateful that they got to create some memories. I am grateful that my mother was feeling up to the ride, that she is walking and getting around without the wheelchair and that we found a few things that appealed to her tastebuds, as the chemo has made eating pretty unenjoyable. I am grateful that my dad was up for the drive, even though he really doesn't like driving in the city.
I am grateful for a husband who helps me with entertaining guests, even when he has to make an extra trip into work at midnight on a Saturday for “scheduled maintenance” and doesn’t get home until the wee hours of Sunday and then helps some more. And I am still grateful for this job, even though it requires goofy things like “maintenance” to be scheduled when there are the fewest users on the system. Because it wasn’t so long ago that we didn’t have the job to be grateful for.
Praying you have a week filled with things to be grateful for. Blessings to Christine at Brady’s Bunch for starting Grains of Gratitude.
What are you grateful for??
This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every moring: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion saith my soul: therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3: 21-26