When someone smells nice, I have to fight the stalker tendency.

I am grateful for the peace and quiet of a home without a TV on, without any sound except the cardinal that is singing for the world to hear outside the kitchen window.

I am grateful for sunbeams in the early morning.

I am grateful for strings of melted cheese.

I am grateful for moments to watch the clouds travel.

I am grateful for the clicking of the keyboard as I type and grateful that my limited hearing can still hear this pleasant sound.

I am grateful for piano tuners.

I am grateful for gravel crunch as we walk.

I am grateful for old family pictures.

A friend is one who joyfully sings with you
when you are on the mountaintop,
and silently walks beside you
through the valley.
– William A. Ward

I am grateful for men who wear cologne and make me want to follow in their breezy wake while breathing deep.

I am grateful for a tiny Muslim lady whose name is Sally. She is joy and shares joy every day, and I was the recipient today. And no, I didn’t have to describe her as Muslim, but I think too many people think all Muslims are angry and demonic, and Sally is my answer to them. It is not true.

I am grateful for tulips poking through.

I am grateful for banker boxes and organization.

I am grateful for this:

So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose? If God didn’t hesitate to put everything on the line for us, embracing our condition and exposing himself to the worst by sending his own Son, is there anything else he wouldn’t gladly and freely do for us? And who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God’s chosen? Who would dare even to point a finger? The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ’s love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture:

They kill us in cold blood because they hate you.
We’re sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.

None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I’m absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us. – Romans 8:35-39 The Message 

And I’ve shared this before, but I wanted to share it again, because it’s on my heart and mental jukebox today. I am grateful:

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3 thoughts on “When someone smells nice, I have to fight the stalker tendency.

  1. I love good smells! I love perfume and cologne and candles. I love, love, love to smell the pages in a book and freshly sharpened pencils. I know…I’m a dork.

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