blessings

Here are some funny excerpts from campaign at my husband's work called "What are kids thankful for?"

...I am thankful for my teacher because she helps us when we are stuck on a word...

 ...and all the people in the universe and the galaxy, the astronauts too.  When I grow up I want to be an astronaut, and all the people that are religious.

 I am thankful that they made lasagna and juice and turkey, and sweet cranberry juice, and mash potatos, and I am also thankful that I am alive.

 ...the army and the other teams that fight for our country...

 ...I am thankful for what I am thankful because I know it is the right thing to be thankful for because I want to be thankful for what I want to be thankful for.

 ...I am very thankful for drinks that God gave us like Coca-Cola or Sprite, or juice or Dr. Pepper...

 ...I am also thankful for doctors, police officers, firemen, and Ambulances because this summer I swallowed a quarter and maybe I would be dead with a quarter stuck in my throat without those guys...

 ...and indians and pilgrims and Martin Luther King because he is the one who made white people become nice...

Wouldn't it be nice if we could uncloud our minds from the little problems and stresses and take time to be thankful for the little blessings? Just thinking about all of these little things makes me smile so much, that I can't help but think of all of the enormous blessings that God has given me...I am so blessed...I have a wonderful husband who loves me and holds me to a
higher standard...I have a beautiful baby boy who has given me a whole new picture of the cross...and more than that, I am a child of the King...I often lose sight of just how much God has blessed me and I CHOOSE to let myself slip into self-pity...it is hard to admit that...Instead of really exploring opportunities to involve myself in God's work, I often sit and think about how I wish I could get more involved...when I need to just get up and get moving! I have health issues that continue to put strain on my physical body...I often let the fatigue and pain that I feel physically seep into my spirit, and I feel like lately I have really buried myself. In this weakness I am sure that Satan has seen an ideal breeding ground for his evil work.I often pray about evangelism instead of going out and just doing what God has commanded, while allowing HIM to do HIS work through me. I am hopeful that he will show me very soon a door for doing that work, and that I will walk through it without the hesitation and fear that I often feel. I know that God has more for me than I give Him credit for if I would just get my eyes off of myself and see it. I have a baby that needs me to show him the Lord, and I am just praying each day that I will strive to be the person that God calls me to be...that my child will grow up being more familiar with my head bowed in prayer than with my often compulsive need to clean the house and get the laundry done.

Thanksgiving...more than an excuse to eat your body weight in turkey...much more...