Isaiah 12: Thanksgiving – Part I
A Favorite from August 1, 2009
I was speaking with a friend this afternoon about the number of times I say, “Thank you, Jesus” in a day, in a week, in a month.
Each time I wake in the morning to greet the day and realize that I have a roof, heat and air conditioning, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I take a hot shower and realize that I have all the water I need or want to keep my household clean and sustained, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I cross the parking lot of a grocery store to put food into my car and realize that I have just bagged and paid for food that is before me in great variety and abundance, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I find a skirt or blouse in my closet I have forgotten I owned and realize that I never want for clothing, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time a friend or family member calls and makes contact with warm words and encouraging laughter and I realize that the conversation has been the perfect medicine for what ails me, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I put away the tools of my profession and realize that my work is my vocation, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I return home from a long trip and realize that I and my loved ones have arrived safely at the door with few or no mishaps, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I put my head on the pillow and realize that God has brought me through another day, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I relax into a comfortable chair with a wonderful book and the luxury of time to spend as I like on an afternoon, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I leave a doctor’s office, a lab or a hospital and realize that I have been given the gift of healing, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I express my ideas regarding political, social, spiritual topics and realize that I am free to do so, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I hear news of fellow humans who need support in some way and I realize that I have something to offer, I say, “Thank you”.
Each time I say good-bye to a child in my classroom, to my children, family or friends and realize that we have made a difference in each other’s lives, I say, “Thank you”.
We can never outdo God and the bounty we are given.
We can never say, “Thank you” too often.
For more on thankfulness, click on the image or visit: http://www.marshasmusings.com/thankful-thursday/thankful-thursday-theres-always-something

To enter into the conversation, leave a reply