"I know there is a poor and hideous suffering, and I've seen the hungry and the guns that go to war. I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks for early light dappled through leaves and the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives. Why would the world need more anger, more outrage? How does it save the world to reject unabashed joy when it is joy that saves us? Rejecting joy to stand in solidarity with the suffering doesn't rescue the suffering. The converse does. The brave who focus on all things good and all things beautiful and all things true, even in the small, who give thanks for it and discover joy even in the here and now, they are the change agents who bring fullest Light to all the world."
Ann Voskamp " One Thousand gifts"
So here's to giving thanks with mouth, and pen, and typing fingers.
To acknowledging grace in its many forms.
In the middle of pain,
To seeing God,
In tiny toes
by a hands painting love...
In street tires turned to little boy toys,
fighting boredom and the oppressive heat...
In little girl faces
and goofy smirks...
In refilled Coke bottles,
young boys helping provide for family
In best friends sharing life-giving bible truth,
in 2 languages,
sharing church and life
on a hot morning crammed like sardines ,
Thankfulness ringing out through open windows...
In little boy faces that make me think of my sons...
In small eyes that see details for the first time and the wonder of a world so new...
In sugar cane,
Because even in a starving country, little ones can have candy every now and then.
It seems to be everywhere.
Don't miss it
"21For although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him, but they became futile in their thinking, and their foolish hearts were darkened."