The night has come to an end. The sun is rising. There is a distinct sound coming from the back of the house. It could be compared to a construction site or a marching band. No really it is the sound of the alarm going off for the third or maybe the fourth time in an effort to awaken sleeping beauty from his hibernation.
I know you’ve all been there. The alarm is set for 5:30. An hour before the alarm is set to go off, you begin tossing and turning knowing that you will soon have to get up to prepare for the day. The clock becomes your worst enemy, but when all hope looks like it will be gone you feel your eyes begin to drift. Those few minutes of deep sleep turn into oversleeping by thirty minutes because you thought the ringing noise in your dream was all a part of the hallucination.
On this day instead of rolling off the old cot somewhere between 5:30 and 6, the eyes began to blink closer to 7. With a lot to do and very little hair to wash, I can still make it to work in time. It’s a good thing the commute is merely seconds from the “Rainey Residence.”
What did happen is the routine was affected. When we hop out of the bed most people have a sequence that morning happenings occur in. Bath, dress, breakfast, brush teeth, and so on.
Normally in my routine somewhere between checking the local sports page and brushing my teeth comes a time spent meditating on the things I am grateful for. Usually this lasts about five minutes either while in the shower or shortly after because this is the time of least distractions. A simple time of thanking the Good Lord for the many blessings by naming as many as I can in five minutes helps get the day started on the right foot. It’s a good thing I‘ve mastered multitasking because on this day the meditation happened while the car was pulling in the parking lot at work.
What are some things on my list? I thought you would never ask. I try to think of things that we often overlook because of our spoiled human nature.
Today, I am thankful for the $1 Cravings Menu at Taco Bell. Did you know that you could get a beefy mini quesadilla for a buck? I’m also grateful that my children share my passion for the cost efficient mouthwatering treats this establishment offers.
I am also thankful that I can still make my younger children laugh as I tickle them or tell them I’m going to “Eat their belly.” One day they will look at me like my eleven year old does when Dad embarrasses him. For the record, the last time I got that look I proceeded to perform a WWE wrestling move on him that involved him being thrown over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Unanswered prayers would be in the top five every day for things I’m thankful for. If my plan would have went accordingly, little Suzie wouldn’t have broken up with me in the sixth grade and we would have lived happily ever after. In all seriousness, I’ve thought the world was coming to an end and begged for God’s favor in certain situations. Man he knew a lot more about what I needed than I did. The blessing of my family remind me of this each day.
God’s Grace. By Grace, we are saved. I surely deserve the depths of darkness for the mistakes I’ve made, but his unmerited favor saved me from living life after death in eternal damnation.
Spend some time each day thanking the man upstairs for the blessings he has granted you. Happy Thanksgiving 2018!