Only a person who is willing to look back and thank God for the past can fully open up and trust God with the future as well. – Pastor Anne Williams
I am grateful for warm evenings that allow for extra-long walks.
I am grateful for reusable grocery bags. I carry one every day that Ron and Pam gave to me. The bags are so much stronger than plastic grocery sacks, they make no noise, and they have an actual “bottom” to them for better stacking. AND, the handles are much more comfortable than plastic ones that cut off the circulation in my hand when loaded with weight. Oh, and I suppose they are beneficial to the environment, too.
I am grateful that my final online court case/homework is finished.
After hearing the story yesterday of the 22 pound cat that went crazy and held its family hostage, it reminded me of Angela’s cat Belinda. I am sure Belinda was crazy because someone had named her Belinda. Cats shouldn’t be named Belinda. However, I am grateful for happy memories of Sneakers, Gizmo, Topo, and Panther. THOSE are cat names.
I am grateful for Norma. She is a resident at The Gables, and she wanted to help with the Tuesday night Bingo prizes that we provide each week, so she had a friend make pretty china coffee cups full of artificial spring flowers to give away next week. What a sweetheart.
I am grateful that God used a family that was considered poor and unwanted in the world to raise His Son. Every step of Jesus’ life, He demonstrated to the world that He was available, not out of touch or out of reach, and “nobodies” mattered to Him.
31 What shall we say about such wonderful things as these? If God is for us, who can ever be against us? 32 Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else? 33 Who dares accuse us whom God has chosen for his own? No one—for God himself has given us right standing with himself. 34 Who then will condemn us? No one—for Christ Jesus died for us and was raised to life for us, and he is sitting in the place of honor at God’s right hand, pleading for us.
35 Can anything ever separate us from Christ’s love? Does it mean he no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? 36 (As the Scriptures say, “For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep.”) 37 No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us.
38 And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39 No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.
I am grateful for fresh pineapple.
I am grateful that my husband daily supports me and encourages me as I volunteer at the assisted living facility, going with me on Tuesday evenings, and now with CASA, listening to me talk incessantly about what I am learning and sitting with me while I do my homework.
I am grateful for my brother’s help with showing the house.
I am grateful that I was able to share my “Ama Brag Book” with the Bingo ladies last night and that a few of them patronized me and actually looked at the zillion pictures.
I am grateful for the simple pleasure of eating a salad and baked potato while watching “The Voice” and listening to the thunder and rain last night.
And I am grateful for a baby’s giggle.