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Thankful Thoughts Make Happy Hearts

On a 45-minute bus ride full of conference attendees, people stared. I filled the time with big belly-laughter and a Texas-style, heel-kicking good time. The passengers pretended not to stare, but I saw their glances. Then a woman across the bus turned and peered Ziggy-like above the chair. From her seat she stretched her neck then over the riders and noise pronounced, “You ladies are sure having a good time. What’s so funny?”

laughing girlTruth was, nothing. Not one thing was that funny. We were just having a grand time. Renae, my fast-forming BFF, and I snickered, giggled and laughed until my face hurt and my sides ached. It was like being a teenager again. Our fun seemed to make many the bus riders take interest.

I wondered what caused the attraction. The only thing I can think of was my overwhelming sense of gratefulness. I was thankful for the opportunity to attend the conference and spend time with Renae. My husband encouraged me to attend and my family tightened where my absence created slack. I felt blessed and filled with gratitude. It was those thankful thoughts that made me happy.

Giving thanks pours a huge measure of contentedness into our lives. It’s not content in the circumstances, but content above them. Let’s face it, a 45-minute over-stuffed bus ride with twice as many smelly feet as people on board isn’t the most welcome circumstance. But I was so thankful that even if it was a trailer ride pulled by a tractor in the freezing weather, I’d have been happy. Cold…but happy.

If only thankful thoughts dominated my everyday thinking, I’d be the most obnoxiously happy person. But food preparations, dirty laundry and tight schedules don’t exactly generate feelings of gratefulness. The daily grind traps me. To keep from being stressed, I’ve got to be thankful for the dailyness: food to prepare, clothes to wear, and chores to bear.

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If placing my attitude on thankfulness doesn’t change my circumstances, it sure changes me. My gratitude turns into happiness, because thankful thoughts makes a happy heart. I want a joy-filled-bus-ride experience everyday, not just on Thanksgiving Day.
Let’s laugh and sing our thanksgiving. Others may stare or want to join.

“Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name” (Psalm 100:4).

Thought: There are lots of Christmas songs. Please share some Thanksgiving songs that we might sing our thanks?

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Uncelebrating Celebration

Hello beautiful people. I wish you the greatest holydays.

I didn’t feel like celebrating the regular way this year. Things were different. Celebrating with decorations, cooking and eating didn’t appeal to me. Nor could I get into the buying, unwrapping and giving gifts. It was all different this year. It wasn’t because of sickness, although we were under the weather part of the time. It wasn’t because I didn’t have my family with me, I did. I felt different. I even thought it might be a lack of Christmas spirit, that the Ghost of Christmas past might visit me. Scrooge. No, I wasn’t anti-Christmas. Rather I felt less hustle and bustle and filled with more—I don’t know—thought maybe. Yeah, thoughts of the past, the present, and the future, like in Dickens’s Christmas Carol.

I celebrated by thinking of the joy and peace Jesus came to bring us in the midst of our pain and unrest. I celebrated Jesus being in the lives of family and friends, and cherished the thought of His presence in each one of you. I reminisced in my relations with each of you with gladness. And I had peace. All the trappings of this world can vanish like vapor and leave us with nothing before the throne of God, but by Jesus’ peace and joy, united and together we will be. We’ll have each other. I prayed for each one of you to experience the peace and joy that Christ offers all throughout the upcoming year. In Christ, we are victorious! May we see Him as He is.

Blessings upon you and your family,
Robin