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

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Thanks for…

“God knows
what you need before you ask…”

From Matthew 6:8

The other day, I woke after a particularly restful night’s sleep. I was so grateful that I felt a strong urge to thank someone. At that moment, I realized that I’d somehow lost sight of what I used to say every morning: “Thanks for the sleep!” I always directed this comment to God above with genuine gratitude. This had been the case because, regardless of any given day’s events, I’d always managed to sleep restfully. Now I admit that this pattern of sleep took hold only after my children were old enough not to need me or to cause me to worry during the wee hours of the night. Very early on, I’d become accustomed to thanking God accordingly. That morning, I looked upward a bit sheepishly to echo the thanks which I’d somehow lost sight of. “Thanks for the sleep, good and generous God. I’m so sorry it has been so long…”

I didn’t continue because the line of light sneaking in where the blind and window frame don’t quite meet distracted me. Without another word, I got out of bed and walked over to that window. When I raised the blind, the bright sun, blue sky and greening foliage took my breath away. Without an audible word, God had assured me that it was indeed a new day. I could renew my resolve to express my gratitude and to be my best in whatever ways I chose to. With that, I looked upward once again. “Thanks for the sleep, ” I repeated. Then I added, “Thanks for the reminder that you’re always nearby…”

I’m happy to share that I’m back in the habit of expressing my morning gratitude and so much more these days.

Dear God, thank you!.

©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

Say Cheese!

Your Kingdom is a Kingdom for all ages,
and your dominion endures through all generations.

Psalm 145:13

When my first grandchild was born, I organized our photos of her and the rest of us from Day 1. Some family members and friends acknowledged my new role as “Grandma” by gifting me with photo albums and I put each one to immediate use. Rather than storing them away, I displayed the albums on our coffee table for easy access. I didn’t want to forget a bit of this new adventure.

Four additional grandchildren and a few memorable trips have enticed me to keep this “album thing” going. Thirteen volumes later, I find that my thinking in this regard is sound. When visiting, our grandchildren and their respective parents look through these albums often. Numerous conversations regarding the places we’ve been, the kids’ growth spurts and a variety of special occasions result. The smiles that accompany all of this indicate that my photo album collection is truly a celebration of who we are and where we have been.

Though I have no photographic evidence, I’m certain that my family and I haven’t been alone in all of this. God has been with us every step and click of the camera along the way.

Generous God, thank you for the memories and for the wonderful family who build them with me.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Ever Grateful

Let all your works give you thanks, O Lord,
and let your faithful ones bless you.

Psalm 145:11

Perhaps the arrival of our newest grandchild is the reason. Perhaps memories of that wonderful dinner with our kids and grandkids in celebration of our wedding anniversary set the tone of my day. With both in mind, I set our for the morning’s walk. Within a minute or two, feelings of gratitude overwhelmed me. I’m a creature of habit who usually walks the same route every time I venture out. Still, the blue sky and the trees above me which I’ve seen a hundred times fill me with awe. Every day, nature reveals something that I’ve failed to notice before. Chirping birds are the frosting on the cake. Even drizzling rain gives me reason to feel grateful.

Perhaps I’m an unwitting student of God’s wisdom during these treks. Perhaps the clouded blue sky that beckons my eyes toward heaven and the trees who continuously raise their arms upward are reminding me to do the same. Their very existence points to God’s glory. Perhaps my existence on this earth is meant to point to God’s wonder as well. Certainly, little Benjamin’s arrival and the joy I find in my family do this on a daily basis. Like Nature around me, perhaps we’re all meant to do what we do with a spirit of gratitude. After all, being a part of God’s creation is a privilege and honor -something for which we can all be grateful.

Dear God, help me to live with a grateful heart and to share my gratitude with all of those you’ve given me to love.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved