In my inbox. Who uses snail mail anymore?
My very good friend, Kate, e-mailed me last Friday about her sweet time she had with Jesus that morning. Something she said really got to me.
“No matter how much I have in my life that I don’t want, I HAVE SO MUCH in my life THAT I DO WANT! There are blessings all around me that I can overlook by searching for a certain blessing.”
How often I have those little aha moments (thanks, Oprah). And, how often I let my search for other things (or my discontentment with present things) rob me of the blessings that are staring me square in the face.
I tried to impart this message to my children Friday night. They sat at their cute little table eating their hotdogs, chips and grapes – an obvious dinner of champions. I didn’t nuke these wieners in the microwave. Nosireebob. They were grilled, baby. One would think that they would have appreciated the pig on their plate, but all they could say was “Mom, you forgot our drinks!”
Such Friday night kitchen efforts, ahem, meant nothing to my precious gifts from God. I forgot to serve them an ice cold beverage.
It’s hard to expect my little ones to grasp this kind of gratitude when I so easily forget my own blessings. But, I’m learning.
By the way, here are Kate and I circa 1989.
What? You didn’t accent turquoise turtlenecks with purple cardigans? We didn’t even have to try to look that cool. It just came naturally. With the help of hot rollers, of course. I don’t think I’ve said the word hot roller since 1990. Blessed be His name.
Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:18
Let today be a day that we are thankful for we DO have. Amen, Sister Kate?