
I've been thinking today about what it is that makes me especially thankful. I already covered a lot of the major aspects of my life, but I think it's a lot of the little, seemingly unimportant things, that make us much more comfortable in life.
Basic things- like a roof over my head, a warm shower, a hug when I'm feeling down, heat during the cold winter months & air conditioning during the humid summer ones, food in excess (does anyone else feel guilty each week when the throw away all of the food that they haven't used? I hate that!).
I know most of you, like me, take this stuff for granted. I don't worry about where my next meal is coming from (just whether or not I have to make it), if my kids will have a place to lay down their heads at bedtime. For those things that seem like little necessities, I'm truly thankful.
My friend Tiff, posted a couple weeks ago about this awesome organization, just trying to make water accessible to those who truly need it. Check out her post and see if it doesn't make you a little more grateful for the water we have at our disposal each day.
Later this week, along with another family from our small group & my parents, we'll be serving dinner to a group of people who are in transition. These are people who, like you & me, usually had a place to live, a job to do, a family to raise. They recently happened upon a difficult situation that changed some of those circumstances. They don't have a place to call home, a lot of them don't have a secure job, they are now faced with putting their kids to bed in a room in a church every night for the time being. The last time we served, I had the opportunity to get to know a couple of the women who were in the program at the time. It struck me how we probably had more in common than I ever thought possible. They were moms, they were trying their best, they wanted to provide for their kids, they had love in their hearts, despite the obvious reasons their hearts might have been hardened.
I don't share these things because I want a pat on my back or because doing something for someone else makes me feel good. I just hope that I always remember that it's the little things that really make us blessed.
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My darling daughter...you bring tears to my eyes. I can't believe how blessed I am to have such a loving and caring daughter. I love you so much.
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