I’m Thankful

Recently, I noticed several Facebook friends expressing thankfulness each day during the several weeks leading up to Thanksgiving Day.

The purpose of the exercise was to adjust their perspective towards thankfulness and appreciation.

It’s a changed perspective we would all do well to have–expressing to God and people what we have to be grateful for rather than complaining so much when things don’t go the way we like or think they should.

And I have to confess, I do a lot more complaining than I do thanking.

You see, you can’t be thankful without telling somebody thank-you! And I don’t do enough of it!

Well, Thanksgiving Day is past and we’re now into the Christmas season. But I think it’s still needful and appropriate to express thankfulness, so¬† I’m going to follow my friends’ examples and list what I’m thankful for.

Only I’m going to do it in one list–ten things I’m thankful for.

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A Mother’s Prayers

In a previous post I listed a number of tasks and duties of managing a home and family that I have had to learn to do after my wife died!

After Diane was gone, I suddenly discovered that many or most of the details of managing our home and family somehow got done with little or no involvement from me.

Things like grocery shopping, washing and drying clothing…

Things like preparing meals, buying clothing for the toddlers, bathing and grooming the toddlers, decorating the house…

The list of tasks goes on and on!

So, now I’m having to learn to do all these things.

I was searching through some drawers the other day and opened one in the nightstand by the bed that is filled with small notebooks, journals, and assorted slips of paper.

As I stared at the drawer full of notebooks, I suddenly I realized that my list of household tasks and duties that I now have to perform is incomplete!

One of the tremendous responsibilities Diane carried out that I, in all my busyness in trying to do all the other tasks she performed, have neglected to do is PRAYING FOR THE CHILDREN!

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A Blessing Not a Burden

The popular music ballad, He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother, became a worldwide hit for The Hollies in 1969 and again for Neil Diamond in 1970.

If you are not familiar with the song, some of its lyrics say this:

His welfare is my concern.
No burden is he to bear.
We’ll get there.
For I know He would not encumber me.
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother!

The origin of the phrase that is the title of the song is disputed but has been ascribed to Kiwanis magazine editor, Roe Fulkerson, from an article published in 1924. The phrase has been associated with Father Edward J. Flanagan, the founder of Boys Town, and became the motto of Boys Town.

Whatever the origin of the phrase, the meaning is clear. Concern for the welfare of others is not a heavy burden to bear.

And most people I know embrace that philosophy of life.

So here’s where I am going with this post. There’s something I need to explain about raising my grandchildren.

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God Likes to Give Hugs

While the toddlers were eating breakfast one morning, I was in the next room getting their clothes ready for the day and overheard them having this conversation:

“I have two daddies and two mommies.”

“No, I have two daddies and two mommies.”

I’m sure this interpretation of their lives came from their teachers at daycare trying to explain the circumstances of Kaleb and Kenzie’s unconventional family as their classmates’ mommies and daddies arrived each day to pick them up.

So thinking this was a teachable moment I came in, sat down at the table with them, and attempted to enter into the conversation.

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