Ordinary Thanksgiving Day 8

Today I’m thankful for candles, pinecones, and Christmas music.

Pinecones are funny things, and yet, I wouldn’t want to live in a world without then. They bring back happy memories from childhood: camping trips and pinecones fights. I love to decorate with them because they also invoke winter. They make me think of a rustic, snowy Christmas.

Candles and Christmas music provide an earthly, temporary, soothing calm for a few minutes during a busy day.

I’m thankful for these passing gifts.

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Ordinary Thanksgiving Day 5

For yesterday, I was thankful for the comfort of God’s people, preaching, prayer, and the Lord’s supper. I know I cried through most of the service, but I feel more at peace after our service. God is gentle. God lifts us with truth, and I’m thankful.

Quote of the Weekend and Ordinary Thanksgiving Day 4

This is oddly true of parts of grief, and seemed fitting for this weekend.

I’m am thankful today that grief isn’t wrong, but I think must be God’s kindness to us in this fallen world. Without grief the loss of things would be hollow, empty, and cheap. With grief they gain a cherished respect.

Ordinary Thanksgiving Day 3

This has not been an easy week. I’m mentally, emotionally, and physically drained. I’m not looking forward to today because it will be mentally, emotionally, and physically draining. But! Today I’m thankful for the fast and easy work of the Patriot Guard who are coming to honor my extra Dad. I’m so glad Jan mentioned it to me, and I’m so glad the Guard said yes. My extra Dad went to war, faced angry protesters when he came back, and went on with his life. I remember him commenting once that WWII Vets always got accolades, but Vietnam Vets didn’t, and that he didn’t get that or think that it was right. Not for himself, but for all of the boys who went over there.

Today, I get to be involved in doing my little part of seeing a Vietnam veteran honored.

Ordinary Thanksgiving: Day 1

Every year in November I do a short Thanksgiving post each day leading up to the holiday. It’s a fun tradition that sets the mood and let’s me practice being thankful.

This year I want to focus on ordinary things. I want to notice all the ways God generously cares for my physical needs in this temporary life.

So, day 1: today in thankful for mugs.

I love mugs. Short, tall, fat, skinny, thick, thin, ceramic, clay, or china. I have a small collection of mugs that make me smile. I like the way they feel in my hand, their pattern, their design. I love hot drinks and hot drinks shared with friends. My Mom has always said, “Coffee is a big in a mug.” If you were to make hugs solid and tangible, they would be mugs. 😁

And look at that picture! God would have been kind to provide me with one mug. That would have been fear more than I deserved. Instead, I have many mugs. God is so kind to me in ways that are so insignificant. He is a generous Father.

Quote of the Weekend

Many human beings say that they enjoy the winter, but what they really enjoy is feeling proof against it. -Richard Adams, Watership Down

I do love the cold, but I love fires, candles, cozy blankets, sweaters, soups, and got drinks. I love all the things that go with it. 😁

Happy Birthday Imogene

Happiest of birthdays to my dear Imogene. I love your intensity when you’re excited, the imaginative way you see the world, your embracing if Christmas, Halloween, and Harry Potter. I love how much you love your family and your sisters. I love watching you feel stories. I love your hugs. I love your insightful questions. I love you from your red hair, freckled nose, to each of your little toes. 😁❤