I had a few things happen to me during this past
week, things that saddened me, not horrible, but still…I cried.
These kinds of things happen to everyone, I know
that, everyday things that sometimes wouldn’t even make you sad, but sometimes
they do; some things that are meant to hurt and they hit the heart hard, bursting
it in two; some things happen that are not meant to hurt at all, but still, they do…some things haven't even happened to you but you feel it. Some
things happen that are not horrible but still, you cry.
Of course I’m not fond of these moments, the
tear filled hours, the days of feeling unknown, alone and tear swollen but
there is a purpose; tears soften the soul.
Tears…sometimes they are the best words a heart can
speak, I love that, I do.
I very nearly fell asleep with them but I didn’t,
my heart heard the words and came around to peace, I love that too, I do.
My bedroom window is large, a patio door actually and I leave the
curtains pulled back giving me the pleasure of looking out to the lights
reflecting off the lake and the stars out in the further distance…beauty. I awoke this morning to a beautiful sunrise
all pink, cloud streaked, the lake reflecting the soft color, sparkling and I
thanked God for this view!
No sooner had I moved than my phone rang, the voice
of a friend, one I hadn’t expected, sweet words, kind, thoughtful, funny…I
laughed…how amazing to be greeted by the unexpected and I thanked God for this
friend.
I hung up and wandered to my mirror, I could
plainly see this was going to be a good hair day, an unimportant fact really
but still every woman, maybe even the men know a bad hair day can affect
everything; but clearly this was going to be a good day…yay for me and smiling,
I silently sent a thankful word to God.
Downstairs for a cup of tea, waiting for the water
to boil I looked to my newly decorated wall; decorated with framed photos of my
grandchildren and their parents, everyone beautiful, “Thank-you for this
amazing mix of little characters and the folks that shape them…too much!”
Oh man, here is the mail I haven’t touched for a
few days; nothing fun, bills; thankfully I have money to pay them and then, yes,
one late delivered Christmas card…perfect.
So, all ready, in my ‘truck’ (it is not a van or a car) dog fed and walked, garage door
closed and on my way, listening to
the radio, taking in the music and hearing the words of the announcer…
“What if you
only had the things you thanked God for this morning?”
I was amazed, the world around me stopped, in awe I smiled;
what if those were the only things I had?
...a beautiful world, a wonderful family, a good
friend, money and great hair!
Who could ask for anything more! Being thankful...the
best words a heart can speak.
I love that.
