T… Thankfulness!

Give thanks to God, for God is good,
and God’s mercy endures forever.

Psalm 136:1

T is for Thankfulness. I know I’ve made it abundantly clear in one way or another that life isn’t always perfect for me. Still, I have so much to be thankful for, far more than I ever expected or dared to hope for! The most precious of these gifts aren’t tangible, but they are very real to me just the same. Yes, I am a very blessed soul!

Though I lapsed in reciting my favorite morning prayer for some weeks, I’ve reinstated this practice. Regardless of what the coming day may hold for me, I open my eyes while whispering “Thanks for the sleep!” God knows that these four words express both my gratitude for the rest I enjoyed and my anticipation of many opportunities to offer thanks during the coming twenty-four hours. Though I’ve occasionally forgotten to pray, “Thank you, God”, our benevolent Creator has never forgotten me.

When this life presents unpleasant challenges, I face them most effectively with a grateful heart. I hope God never tires of hearing me pray, “God, I know you have been very good to me, but really? I don’t mean to complain, but how can I deal with this?” It usually takes me a few minutes to adjust my thinking and my prayer. I continue, “Thank you, God, for being with me in everything. I know that all of this will end well. Then, I roll up my sleeves, take a deep breath and do the best I can.

T is for Thankfulness. Today and every day, I will do my best to face everything with a heart full of thankfulness!

Generous God, thank you for everything!

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

H… Holy!

Samuel grew up, and God was with him,
not permitting any word of his to be without effect.

1 Samuel 3:19

H is for Holy. The dictionary defines holy as belonging to or coming from God; sacred; consecrated. When I was a child, I was convinced that holy was an adjective attributed only to God and to the saints of old who lived perfectly moral and upright lives. Though I hoped to be a saint one day by gaining admittance to heaven, I never expected to be considered holy on any level.

Over the years, I’ve had the good fortune of associating with people who understand holiness far more completely than I. They’ve generously shared their conviction that anything and any one “of God” is holy. Since we and all of Creation are God’s handiwork, we are indeed holy. Just as God remained with Samuel and blessed him with a purposeful life, so God blesses you and me.

As I consider my personal bouts with discouragement and guilt, I find that I move beyond these things best when I remember that I am “of God.” I am holy. Remember with me that you are holy, too. No one else’s opinion, no failure, no guilt, nothing you or I can do will ever change this. Yes, you are “of God” and so am I. You and I are holy.

Holy God, how can we thank you for allowing us to share in your holiness? Perhaps we simply need to believe that we are truly holy and to live accordingly.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Unappreciated Treasure

“When you lift me up,
then you will realize that I AM.”

From John 8:27

There is an adage which addresses our frequent failure to realize what we have until we lose it. At one time or another, we all experience this type of loss when it is too late. I remember how eagerly I awaited the start of high school, only to find that I missed the comfort of my junior high school friends when I got there. I was thrilled to change schools during my teaching career until the first day I walked into the teachers’ lounge and realized that I didn’t know a soul. Though our only dog drove me nuts most of the time, I missed Ernie terribly when he died.

Like the Pharisees who rejected Jesus, my list of lost and unappreciated treasures is far too long. Fortunately for me, one precious gift remains a constant in my life. I was born to parents of faith who relied on God in good times and in bad. My mom and dad shared their faith with me quite tangibly. As a result, my faith is a constant in my life, part and parcel of everything I do. When I lose something I should have appreciated more, I find great consolation in knowing that God will never do the same regarding me. Though I sometimes forsake God’s gifts, God will never ever forsake me.

Dear God, open my eyes to the treasures around me, especially to the people you have given me to love. Help me to appreciate these treasures and to share them and myself generously.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

T is for Thanksgiving

Give thanks to the Lord, for God is good,
for God’s mercy endures forever.

Psalm 136:1

T is for Thanksgiving. I think I’ve made it clear in one way or another that life isn’t always perfect for me. As I typed that sentence, I couldn’t help wondering if God would say the same. Maybe my circumstances have been fashioned perfectly for me. As I ponder that possibility, I acknowledge that I really do have much to be thankful for, far more than I ever expected or dared to hope for. Though many of these gifts aren’t tangible, they are very real to me just the same. The love of my husband, our sons, our daughters-in-law and our grandchildren tops the list of gifts I never expected to encounter in this life. Add to this the love of some very dear friends and you see that I’m a very blessed soul.

When this life presents unpleasant challenges, I face them most effectively with a grateful heart. I admit that the tough internal bout I mentioned a few days ago would have been far less painful if I’d remembered to count my blessings earlier on. In less trying times, I have remembered to look upward. I hope God never tires of hearing me pray, “God, I know you’ve been very good to me, but really? I don’t mean to complain, but how can I deal with this?” It usually takes me a few minutes to adjust my thinking and my prayer. I eventually end my list of complaints with, “Thank you, God, for being with me in everything. I know that all of this will end well.”

T is for Thanksgiving. Today and every day, I will do my best to face everything with a heart full of thanksgiving no matter what!

Generous and Loving God, thank you for everything!

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Treasure It All

Beside restful waters God leads me;
God refreshes my soul…

From Psalm 23:2-3

An adage and an old song join forces to remind us that we often don’t realize what we have until we lose it. In addition, we sometimes don’t appreciate the impact of these losses until it’s too late. I admit that I’m a creature of habit and that change doesn’t come easily for me. Still, there have been times when I’ve embraced something new, only to discover that I missed what I’d replaced.

At the same time, I’ve also found joy beyond my expectations in the midst of new experiences. When my husband, our sons and I moved from our first home to a new home in a new neighborhood, we found our new neighbors, new opportunities and new environs to be just what we’d hoped for. Fortunately, my aversion to long flights didn’t keep me from my first overseas trip. I eventually set aside my fear to embrace the treasures to be found in numerous destinations since. New friends, new jobs, new adventures in volunteering and enjoying life fill me up as well.

It occurs to me that holding on to familiar treasures while opening our hearts to new ones is the way to go. What more wonderful way is there to appreciate the tried and true gifts of this life while sampling the new offerings along the way? God placed us here to do our best, to learn from our experiences and to smell a variety of roses along the way.

Generous God, thank you for everything.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Relax and Enjoy!

Come to me,
all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest.

Matthew 11:28

I’ve been on a roll with my writing. I’ve been on a roll with everything for that matter as I need to be caught up. We’re happily awaiting the birth of our newest grandchild and Grandpa and I want to be ready. We’ll take care of big brother when Mommy and Daddy leave for the hospital. The name of the game these days is “Hurry Up and Be Ready”. While I celebrate these happy circumstances, I admit that I’m a little tired…

I abandoned this writing for just a minute to get a drink of water. While in the kitchen, a tap on the window drew my attention. It was far too windy for her to rest out in the open, so a lovely white dove nestled into the large flowerpot outside our patio door. Such visitors usually fly off when I draw near, but she remained to stare back at me and to tap again. A ray of sunlight caused her feathers to take on a heavenly aura. I scratched my head as I wonder what she was up to. That dove’s contented look indicated that she wasn’t wondering a thing about me. When our gazes met, I realized that I haven’t relaxed at all today. Did this lovely dove know that she reminded me to slow down and to do just that?

When I left that sweet bird to her rest, I returned to my keyboard to share her story with you. As soon as I proof this writing, I’m going to grab a book I’m reading. That book and I will retreat to our screened porch where I’ll read until it’s time to start dinner. For this, I thank you, Ms. Dove!

Loving God, thank you for your well-timed reminders to set aside my work, to relax and to enjoy life.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved