I can not express how much I am thankful for simple, yet incredibly delicious or beatiful things:
Thank You Lord for coconut!
Cheese
Pickles
Dark Chocolate
For music by amazing musicians like Ingrid Michaelson, Dido, and Regina Spektor.
Your stars are glorious, Father!
I had to do this quick post to show my appreciation for coconut.
It was the best thing in this entire day.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Thankful #4: Sunscreen poetry
I am thankful for words and sunburns.
Starting in reverse order, I am greatful for sunburns because it means I was doing something super fun in the sun. I work indoors, so breathing in the fresh air and relaxing at the beach was definitely worth my red and aching arms. Besides, I was just stupid. Actually listen to your mother for once and WEAR SUNSCREEN.
And firstly, well, it's actually secondly now, but whatever, I am thankful for words. For the ability to write down words, like poetry. Words are a source of great comfort.
"In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was with God. And the Word was God." I was talking to a friend on Sunday, and she pointed out just how beautiful and poetic the introduction in John was. It makes it easier to memorize. The ability to speak good words stems from The Word. Here is my favorite poem. Thank you for the gift of beautiful words, Lord Jesus:
"They came to tell your faults to me
They named them over, one by one
I laughed aloud when they were done
I knew them all so well before.
Oh, they were blind,
Too blind to see
Your faults had made me
Love you more." --Faults by Sara Teasdale
God is good.
Starting in reverse order, I am greatful for sunburns because it means I was doing something super fun in the sun. I work indoors, so breathing in the fresh air and relaxing at the beach was definitely worth my red and aching arms. Besides, I was just stupid. Actually listen to your mother for once and WEAR SUNSCREEN.
And firstly, well, it's actually secondly now, but whatever, I am thankful for words. For the ability to write down words, like poetry. Words are a source of great comfort.
"In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was with God. And the Word was God." I was talking to a friend on Sunday, and she pointed out just how beautiful and poetic the introduction in John was. It makes it easier to memorize. The ability to speak good words stems from The Word. Here is my favorite poem. Thank you for the gift of beautiful words, Lord Jesus:
"They came to tell your faults to me
They named them over, one by one
I laughed aloud when they were done
I knew them all so well before.
Oh, they were blind,
Too blind to see
Your faults had made me
Love you more." --Faults by Sara Teasdale
God is good.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thankful #3: The Joys of Bubblewrap
Today I am thankful for silliness, games, and bubblewrap.
Before you start giving me a weird look, let me explain:
I wasn't feeling so wonderful this morning. I had a ton of stuff to do at work and was trying to get through it all, when an amazing friend of mine gathered together a huge pile of bubblewrap we had leftover and took my offer of jumping on it with me. There I was looking ridiculous, popping bubbles, but having great flashbacks to my days as a silly child. I encourage everyone to be silly when they are feeling down. Afterall, aren't we all children of God?
So thank You, Lord,
for ginormous bubblewrap,
the ability to lose
(yet still have fun)
playing Settlers of Catan,
and for the gift of silliness.
"Gus, don't be this crevice
in my arm."--Psych
(Picture on the left is my silly desktop. I'm betting on Shawn.)
Friday, July 16, 2010
Thankful #2: What do choirs, hot dogs, and families have in common?
I am especially thankful for a couple things tonight, but they all have things in common.
1. I am thankful for growing up in a family who loves sports. I've had so many good times going to games with them.
2. I am thankful for $1 hot dogs. Whoooooooooo! How many can we eat without breaking our budget? (For the record, my tongue was blue from the cotton candy, not the hot dogs.)
3. I am thankful for choir buddies. You know who you are. You'll probably never forget the sound of my loud and raucous voice in your ear. Seriously though, I miss you, Mrs. Australia.
Did I mention the RCC choir kicked some serious National Anthem butt tonight???
"I think I broke my thumb!" "Swwwwiiiinnnnngggg, batter, batter, batter!" --FB'sDayOff
=) Rock on, and remember, it's good to be thankful!
1. I am thankful for growing up in a family who loves sports. I've had so many good times going to games with them.
2. I am thankful for $1 hot dogs. Whoooooooooo! How many can we eat without breaking our budget? (For the record, my tongue was blue from the cotton candy, not the hot dogs.)
3. I am thankful for choir buddies. You know who you are. You'll probably never forget the sound of my loud and raucous voice in your ear. Seriously though, I miss you, Mrs. Australia.
Did I mention the RCC choir kicked some serious National Anthem butt tonight???
"I think I broke my thumb!" "Swwwwiiiinnnnngggg, batter, batter, batter!" --FB'sDayOff
=) Rock on, and remember, it's good to be thankful!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Thankful #1: Hehehe
I am thankful for laughter.
In Psalm 37, we find that we get our ability to laugh from God:
"The Lord laughs at the wicked,
For He knows their day is coming."
The Lord laughs because He is a just God. A good God.
I will do the same.
So thank You for creating us in Your image, able to laugh, chuckle, giggle, and, on occasion, even snort. Maybe pigs are just laughing all the time?
In Psalm 37, we find that we get our ability to laugh from God:
"The Lord laughs at the wicked,
For He knows their day is coming."
The Lord laughs because He is a just God. A good God.
I will do the same.
So thank You for creating us in Your image, able to laugh, chuckle, giggle, and, on occasion, even snort. Maybe pigs are just laughing all the time?
Hola!
This is a blog about optimism. About art, beauty, goodness, and music.
There are so many beautiful, little things in our lives that we take for granted.
And, like Harold Crick's wristwatch, they may actually be the things that save our lives. Or at least make our lives whole.
So "merci beaucoup" to my Father, who gives me much to be thankful for.
There are so many beautiful, little things in our lives that we take for granted.
And, like Harold Crick's wristwatch, they may actually be the things that save our lives. Or at least make our lives whole.
So "merci beaucoup" to my Father, who gives me much to be thankful for.
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