Thanksgiving Pt. 4

“Thanksgiving was never meant to be limited to one day.”

Thanksgiving week. 

Sunday: Grocery shopping, traveling, cleaning house.  We say we “have to” do these things, like they’re distasteful chores.  My Sunday school teacher reminded us that many people would love to be able to fill a cart with groceries or travel to see loved ones.  They’d love to have a house to clean.  Today, I am thankful for all the things I “get to” do—grocery shopping, traveling, cleaning house, etc.

 Monday: This morning I walked around the park and thanked God for my five senses.  He’s given me eyes to see the multicolored beauty of a sunset, ears to hear the sweet voices of my husband and children, the sense of touch so I can enjoy running my fingers through my dog’s soft coat, a nose so I can smell the freshness of long-awaited rain and the wonderful aroma of bread baking, and a tongue to taste chocolate chip cookies fresh from the oven.  Thank you , Lord!

 Tuesday: We drove six hours to spend Thanksgiving with our daughter.  The fall foliage made the trip seem short.  I’m so thankful for the different seasons.

 Wednesday: I thank the Lord for my beautiful daughter, Beki.  What a blessing!

 Thursday: My family used to sing this song as a prayer before our Thanksgiving dinner.  It seems appropriate: “For life and health and every good, we give thee thanks, O Lord.” 

Friday: I’m thankful for slow, lazy days that following busy, hectic ones.

 Saturday:  I’m thankful I have a house to come home to.

About marylhamilton

I'm a free-lance writer, currently working on a middle-grade novel. Originally from WI, I've been in TX for about 30 years.
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