So yesterday a good friend of ours (Patricia, in Indiana) says, “Hey, when are you going to add something to your blog? Every time I go check it, it asks, ‘Can We Talk?’” Okay, so after a four-month break, I’m back.
And she’s right.
I’ll combine that penance with another area in which I need to repent of my disorganization. About a month ago, I shared something in one of the gratitude messages called “The Other Side of the Coin.” At least two people asked me for a copy. I told them, ‘No problem.’ A few days later, with my Etch-a-Sketch head shaken several times, I could not remember who had made the requests. So if you’re out there, and reading this, here it is. I hope it will help all of us during our ‘long national downturn.’
The Other Side of the Coin
I am thankful…
…for the teenager who is sitting around watching TV because that means he is at home and not on the streets.
…for the taxes that I pay, because it means that I am employed.
…for the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.
…for the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat.
…for my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine.
…for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
…for all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech.
…for the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it means I am capable for walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.
…for my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
…for the lady behind me in church that sings off key, because it means that I can hear.
…for the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear.
…for weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, because it means I have been capable of working hard.
…for the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it means that I am alive.
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Okay, so, there you have it. And typing all of that sure felt like penance. I’ll be back…hopefully before I have to make a New Year’s Resolution of it.
May the Lord bless your Christmas celebration!
