Today, I’m thankful for group texts with my family and friends. Nothing brings light to a dull day faster then lots of text, silly or sad, from those you love.
Today, I’m thankful for trees. I love all trees, from towering oaks to small cedars, from redwoods to mesquite trees. I find their shapes appealing and beautiful. I love their steadfastness. I love how often the Bible compares a battle-hardened Christian to a tree planted by rivers of water. Deep roots and and the water of the word.
Playing a bit of catch up here:
I’m thankful today for the ordinary means of grace, the preaching of the word, and my faithful pastors. I’m thankful for my local church. These are both ordinary and supernatural.
I’m thankful for my family. I’m thankful for my little home, my brothers and sisters, my parents, my nieces and nephews, grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles. I love them all.
I’m also thankful for the family I married into. For my extra parents, extra siblings, extra nieces and nephews, extra grandparents, extra cousins, and extra aunts and uncles. I love you all and I’m blessed to be a Jones.
I’m thankful for stories. I’m thankful for they way they share, teach, and the us together. I’m thankful to live in a world that tells stories.
A huge thank you today to all our veterans! Thank you for all you’ve sacrificed, all you’ve endured. Thank you for hurrying up and waiting. Thank you for fighting and being willing to fight.
There is nothing more welcoming or comforting after a long day, or on a cold night, than snuggling up under a throw blanket. These small pieces of joyous warmth grace my couch, my bed, and even travel with me. I love how they add a pop of color and are practical.
I’m thankful for winter faced with a house full of throws.
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.
Today, I’m thankful to live in a world with flowers. I don’t garden much, but I do love to have flowers everywhere in the spring and summer.
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.
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.
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.