Giving Thanks
It's nice to be thankful, and I admit that while I am thankful for much, I am not thankful often enough. Sure, it's easy to be thankful for the big things in life: health, family, Christ. It's easy to be thankful for enough money to live on, or to have a car that works and a nice home to live in. And I am so very thankful for those. But it's harder to be thankful for the small things, the things that can easily escape our notice if we aren't careful. The sound of the car of a loved one pulling in the drive, signaling an upsurge of activity in the house. Bare feet running through the house and thundering up the stairs when I'm tired or not feeling well. Boo-boos that need kissing and tears that need wiping when my hands are preparing a meal. Dust that I can't keep up with on beloved pictures and furniture and hardwood floors. Embers and ash on the hearth from last night's cheery fire, spilling onto the rug. A serviceable bathroom full of pro