Saturday, November 13, 2010

Gratitude Has Rich Rewards

One of my daughter’s first sentences as a toddler was, “Thank you.” Her exact pronunciation, as I recall, was “tattoo,” and she said “tattoo” on a regular basis—her mom and dad made sure.

Regrettably, thankfulness is a vanishing art these days. All across the fruited plain, griping has become the national pastime.

Certainly, we all have things we could gripe about—nobody’s life is perfect, after all. But there are enriching rewards in the simple act of gratitude.

Author Melody Beattie describes it beautifully: “Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.”

Of course, ingratitude has “rewards,” too—but they aren’t so enriching.

Young or old, prosperous or poor, ungrateful people lead miserable, defeated lives. The more they’re given, the more thankless and greedy they become.

In his devotional, “The Attitude of Ingratitude,” Woodrow Kroll tells the story of a tourist, visiting a certain part of Mexico where hot springs and cold springs run side by side.

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While watching the peasants boiling their laundry in the hot springs and rinsing them in the cold, the tourist commented to his Mexican guide, "I imagine they think Mother Nature is pretty generous to supply such ample, clean, hot and cold water side by side for their free use."

With a sigh the guide replied, "No, SeƱor, there is much grumbling because she supplies no soap."

At best, ingratitude can become a habit, difficult to break. At worst, it can become a way of life, where nothing is ever enough.

I, for one, have much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving season, and I refuse to focus on anything negative in my life. I have health, food, clothes, shelter, family, friends and peace of mind. Indeed, it is all I need and much, much more than I deserve.

So, from grateful me, to generous you, Lord, Tattoo.

Linking to Spiritual Sundays, my favorite weekend blog.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Blogging Blues

I don't know if one can blog part-time and be considered a real blogger, but such is my life. I rarely have time to blog, and even less time to read other blogs. Maybe one day when my ship comes in or my rich prince comes calling or I win the lottery, I'll be a true-blue blogger and blog on a regular basis.

Til then, it'll be weekly. Or maybe monthly. Or maybe yearly.

Don't miss me too much.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

History in Stitches

I'm showing up a little late to my twin's Airing of the Quilts party. I had no intentions of joining the fun, but here I am, and here is a quilt that is very special to me. When my daughter was small, she snuggled under it many winter nights. It's quite fragile now, so I keep it tucked away for safekeeping. Sorry the photography isn't top-notch, but that's what happens when you don't plan ahead. :-) 

Butterfly Quilt: Made by my paternal grandmother, Anna Estelle Carter Allen.

I can almost see my sweet MawMaw, stitching each butterfly.

Walter and Anna Allen - 1927

Thursday, November 4, 2010

An Old Window

The minute I saw it, I wanted it: An old window in an antique mall. But times were tough, so I kept walking. Out of sight; out of mind. Right?

Not a chance.

A week or so later, I visited the antique mall again. My identical twin was along for the pleasure. I strolled back to see if the old window was still there. It was. I showed it to her.

"Why don't I get it for you for your birthday?"

Our birthday was months away.

"It could be an early present. It'd look great hanging in your entryway."

I couldn't resist.

I had no idea how heavy it was, but a nice guy loaded it for me, and I managed to get it home and unloaded without breaking it or my big toe. Sadly, it sat on the floor for months and months.

A few weeks ago (after our birthday had come and gone), I finally got a handyman to come hang it for me. I couldn't be happier! It's a great conversation piece and gives the room a much warmer feel.

What do you think?

Linking to Cindy's Show and Tell Friday.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Simple Pleasure Thursday

I hope ya'll don't laugh, but my simple pleasure this week is dust-free furniture. Working 8-5 leaves little time for dusting, but whenever I haul out the Pledge and do my dusty duties, I love the magical reflections left behind. Just wish the dust would flee longer than an hour. Ha!

Project Simple Pleasures2