Category: Blessings

November 8, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for the experts!

 

I'm not referring to the media or the politicians or the pollsters or even adademia.

I'm talking about those who practice their particular skill, talent or job until they know it inside and out, backwards and forwards, up and down and all the in betweens.

They are such a blessing to us aren't they?

Think about the following:

• the mechanic who you trust to do an excellent job on your vehicle, knowing the work will be thorough and the price will be reasonable.
• the hairdresser who never cuts off too much hair and always gets the color juuuuust right.
• the a/c tech who gets the compressor running in July.
• the choir leader who knows how to coax a beautiful sound out of those of us who tend to make a "joyful noise".
• the teacher who controls the classroom while teaching the students information that they retain AND understand.
• the veterinarian who helps our pets stay healthy and happy.
• the pianist who practices at home so that her public performance is beautiful and uplifting.
• the exterminator who makes sure that we never see a roach or a rat in our house.
• the architect who draws plans for buildings that cause us to catch our breath as we view their majestic presence.
• the coach who teaches his athletes teamwork and character, as well as how to play the game.
• the interpreter who makes the speaker's message clear and exact to those who cannot understand his words.
• the guardian ad litem who intercedes for the child in foster care, making sure that the needs of the child are met and that the child is as safe and comfortable as possible.
• the doctor who truly listens and then treats you as a person, not a symptom.
• the grandma who cans the perfect preserves and makes the yummiest cookies.
• the mommy who can read any storybook and convey their children on magical adventures they will remember for the rest of their lives.
• the pastor who brings the Bible to life, making the Gospel of salvation so clear that even a child can understand.

These are all experts, and I am thankful for them.

But the coolest things is that I can be an expert too.  Perhaps not in every area, but in one or two, certainly.  I don't have to do things better than everyone else does them, but I can do my best.

I can ask the Lord for direction and passion in my everyday tasks.  I can do them all for His glory.

Colossians 3:17 – "And whatsoever ye do in word or in deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus…"

Colossians 3:23 – "And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men;"

That makes me an expert too! 🙂

 

What expert are YOU thankful for today?

 

November 7, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for emotion.

affection
agitation
anger
ardor
concern
desire
despair
despondency
drive
ecstasy
elation
empathy
excitability
feeling
fervor
grief
happiness
inspiration
joy
love
melancholy
passion
perturbation
pride
rage
remorse
sadness
satisfaction
shame
sorrow
sympathy
thrill
warmth
zeal

 

We only know true joy when we have experienced true sorrow.

It is from the depths of emotion that come words of beauty and devotion like this:

O Love That Will Not Let Me Go*

by George Matheson

1. O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

2. O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

3. O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

4. O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

*Click on the hymn title to read the story behind this beautiful hymn.

It is also emotion that moves our soul when we hear these words sung to a lovely melody.

 

I will honestly say that I do not enjoy every emotion; but I am thankful for the experience of every emotion.  I must remember that my emotions are from God, they have a purpose, and are useful for His work in our lives.

November 7, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for emotion.

affection
agitation
anger
ardor
concern
desire
despair
despondency
drive
ecstasy
elation
empathy
excitability
feeling
fervor
grief
happiness
inspiration
joy
love
melancholy
passion
perturbation
pride
rage
remorse
sadness
satisfaction
shame
sorrow
sympathy
thrill
warmth
zeal

 

We only know true joy when we have experienced true sorrow.

It is from the depths of emotion that come words of beauty and devotion like this:

O Love That Will Not Let Me Go*

by George Matheson

1. O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

2. O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

3. O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

4. O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

*Click on the hymn title to read the story behind this beautiful hymn.

It is also emotion that moves our soul when we hear these words sung to a lovely melody.

 

I will honestly say that I do not enjoy every emotion; but I am thankful for the experience of every emotion.  I must remember that my emotions are from God, they have a purpose, and are useful for His work in our lives.

November 6, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for changing seasons.

 

Last week, we had temperatures in the low 90s.

Today, it was 40* when I took the dog out at 9 a.m.

:~D

Yep, gotta love that!

 

When I was a child, I just adored the following poem by James Whitcomb Riley.  I hope you enjoy it!

 

When the Frost is on the Punkin

WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then the time a feller is a-feelin' at his best,
With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

They's something kindo' harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here—
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossoms on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees;
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin' of the tangled leaves as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries—kindo' lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover overhead!—
O, it sets my hart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the cellar-floor in red and yaller heaps;
And your cider-makin's over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With theyr mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and sausage too!…
I don't know how to tell it—but ef such a thing could be
As the angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me—
I'd want to 'commodate 'em—all the whole-indurin' flock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

November 6, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for changing seasons.

 

Last week, we had temperatures in the low 90s.

Today, it was 40* when I took the dog out at 9 a.m.

:~D

Yep, gotta love that!

 

When I was a child, I just adored the following poem by James Whitcomb Riley.  I hope you enjoy it!

 

When the Frost is on the Punkin

WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then the time a feller is a-feelin' at his best,
With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

They's something kindo' harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here—
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossoms on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees;
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin' of the tangled leaves as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries—kindo' lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover overhead!—
O, it sets my hart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the cellar-floor in red and yaller heaps;
And your cider-makin's over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With theyr mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and sausage too!…
I don't know how to tell it—but ef such a thing could be
As the angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me—
I'd want to 'commodate 'em—all the whole-indurin' flock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

November 4, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for God's forgiveness.

 

Acts 26:18 – "To open their eyes,

and to turn them from darkness to light,

and from the power of Satan unto God,

that they may receive forgiveness of sins,

and inheritance among them which are sanctified by faith that is in me."

 

You're looking at a child forgiven.

You're looking at a soul set free.

You're looking at a pardoned prisoner

Who's walking now in liberty.

I'm standing here because of wondrous grace.

My sins are in the deepest sea.

He washed me clean, somehow,

So what you're seeing now

Is a happy, happy child set free.

~William J. Gaither, Suzanne Jennings

 

 

November 5, 2010

Today I am Thankful…

…for God's forgiveness.

 

Acts 26:18 – "To open their eyes,

and to turn them from darkness to light,

and from the power of Satan unto God,

that they may receive forgiveness of sins,

and inheritance among them which are sanctified by faith that is in me."

 

You're looking at a child forgiven.

You're looking at a soul set free.

You're looking at a pardoned prisoner

Who's walking now in liberty.

I'm standing here because of wondrous grace.

My sins are in the deepest sea.

He washed me clean, somehow,

So what you're seeing now

Is a happy, happy child set free.

~William J. Gaither, Suzanne Jennings