I could grouse about the continued series of little things that have gone wrong, that end up being something I have to explain. Since I do not throw others under the bus, I hem and haw while protecting my staff. But I am so tired of finding something new everyday.
At the same time I had the Thanksgiving services and my sermon had the point that one can find thankfulness where 'the world' sees only complaint.
so. . .
I am thankful my attachments are being stripped off my e-mail messages, because it means I have a computer.
I am thankful that the mistakes made are only for this week, because next week is a new set of problems.
I am thankful that I have someone else to protect, because it means I have others working with me.
I am thankful I have a 5 hour drive tomorrow, because it means that my in-laws still want to get together and include the outlaws, too.
I am thankful that my husband takes off once a month on the weekends, because it means my husband still can visit his mother.
I am glad that my son is grumpy with me, because it means we're still talking.
I am thankful that we argue about his plans and job-hunting and all that, for the same reason.
I am thankful for:
- Public libraries
- days above freezing
- my partner in ministry
- Little sister and the good work she does in a field that is so esosteric I can't come close to understanding it
- velour sweat pants
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