by Amy Connelly
Over the years, you may have received the email or Facebook post titled “I am Thankful For…”, a powerful poem stating the ways to be thankful for the often overlooked or even burdensome blessings in our lives… “I am thankful for the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.”
During this season of gratitude and giving, I decided to write my own version of the poem “I am Thankful For…” This has been a powerfully moving experience for me, and I would like to encourage all of you to write your own “I am Thankful For...” poem to put your blessings in a whole new perspective.
I am Thankful For…
…The large pile of dishes in our sink because it means we were able to feed our family and enjoy a meal together.
…. The beds that need to be made each morning because it means that we have a safe, warm place to lay our heads each night.
….The banging noise of my son playing drums on the pots and pans because it means that I have the ability to hear.
…. The showers and bathroom visits I take along with at least one of my children because it means that I am never lonely.
… The dirty floors, the smudged windows, the carpet that needs vacuuming, and the weeds that need pulling because it means that we have a home.
… The TV shows Duck Dynasty, BBC’s Top Gear, and College Game Day because they mean that my husband is not exposing himself or us to anything that is inappropriate or degrading to our children or me.
…The huge pile of clean laundry that needs to be folded and put away because it means that I have a washer and dryer, and I did not have to wash or dry our clothes by hand.
…The crayons, legos, cars, and dinosaurs scattered throughout our house at the end of the day because it means that our children have a fun place to play and have enjoyed their day in our home.
…The toilet that runs after we flush it and having to jiggle the handle to make it stop because it means that we have fresh running water and don’t have to walk miles to a well to get a bucket of water for our family to survive on.
…The cold crisp air that fills my lungs on these late Fall mornings because it means that I have the breath of life!
Thought for the day...
The smile on my face doesn't mean that life has always been easy, perfect, or exactly as expected. I just choose to be grateful and happy no matter how it turns out.
Reflections inspired by our weekly faith sharing and fellowship.