Gratitude Opportunities

“Thanks!”

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The orange-shirted guy who had just drained the Starbucks drive thru of standing water helfted his pump into the back of his pickup. I was glad not to drive through the little lake anymore, so I hollered out the window.

The man glanced my way. “You’re welcome.” He got in his truck and grabbed something hot from the drive thru window.

Then I thought about the white-headed man sitting beside me. “Thank you for loving me, and for introducing me to Jesus.”

My sweet hubs has a hard time with compliments, so he responded, “Thank you for changing my life.” That’s okay, I guess I’m a little slow at accepting compliments, too.

At home, I put a few more prunings and leaves in the green can before the garbage men show up. My daughter is taking off from next door, and she stops to talk. Thank you, Daughter. I love to catch up. I have a thought. Maybe some hot coffee for the garbage guy. I’ll have to time that just right.

The beginning of a day. I need to keep my eyes open for more gratitude opportunities.

Thanksgiving

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So we’ve got the controversy about whether the Pilgrims were the first Americans at all. And we’ve got the truth that without the Native Americans, the pilgrims would never have survived their first winter. And I bet, at the time, neither group gave a thought to who was first or who helped who. Because when you’re in a situation, you put one foot in front of the other and do what you think is right. It’s us who come later who decide you were a hero or a villain.

Here we are in 2018, putting our feet one in front of the other, trying to do what’s right or lamenting the fact that we’re totally incapable of figuring out what’s right, much less doing it.

I think, because we have so much input from all over the world, that we spend a good deal of our time overwhelmed. And that shuts us down. But at this Thanksgiving, I’m going to  blinder my gigantic screen, and narrow down to what I see in the real world. I think it will help me be more aware, and thus more outwardly focused.

I’m going to: challenge myself to love my neighbor, in my heart, but also with my actions;  take coats to the homeless as the weather here gets colder; check on the widows down the street;  slow and listen to people I love;  purposely hug people who don’t get touched often. And I’m going to thank God that He made me able to do these things, a weak woman, who He makes strong.