Thankful Thoughts – Small Things

thankful thoughtsIt’s Sunday and time to pause and share some Thankful Thoughts with you.  This week, I’m thankful for small things.

Not all small things.

I’m not thankful for the tiny Legos I find on the floor in the dark at 2am with my bare feet.

I’m not tremendously thankful for the grit in my bed my children leave behind.

To be honest, I’m not even thankful for that small zit growing on the end of my nose.  Even if it is technically a small thing.

It just feels huge.

And I feel too old for acne.

It’s not like I’m thankful for stuff just because it’s small.   Snaps, pennies, gnats, quail’s eggs, and raisins are all small.  None of them invoke a sense of gratitude.

None of them inspire a single thankful thought.

And yet…

… why not?

Could I possibly find a thankful thought about stepping on Legos at 2am?

I dug deep.  I thought hard.  And I made up my mind.

Yes.  Yes I can.

First of all, I’m thankful for the floor.  After an extensive remodel, I’m thankful for finished floors under my feet.  I’m thankful I’m not wearing crocs to protect myself from the grossness of a hotel bathroom floor, or socks to protect myself from the concrete.

I remember the day we finally had floors and my kids were finally able to play Legos again after a year.  I called my mom in tears.

They’re playing with Legos.  My babies are finally home.

She cried with me.

I remember not having boys.  I remember the desperate desire for a baby to call my own.  I remember when there were no Legos in my home.

Lord, help me to remember to be thankful the next time I step on a mini-fig at 2am.  Help me to see it as a blessing.

Could I find some thankful thoughts for the grit in my sheets?

Oh those squirmy warm puppies that invade my bed each day.

They run tumble bumble down the hall, dragging their covers behind them.  They squirm their way under the covers, invading the “warm spot” I left as I shifted to make room for them in our bed.

They still ask to cuddle with me at day’s end as they watch television in my bed.

How can I begrudge their grit?

How can I not see it as boy glitter?

I now adore the grit I am feeling in my bed.

Thank you Lord for boy glitter.

Can I find a way to be thankful for the zit on the tip of my nose?

I dug deep.

I asked my hubby for help.

I got nothing.

In my wildest imagination, I can’t find a way to see this zit as a blessing.

Sorry God.  I’m sure it’s a really cool gift.

I’m also suspecting I’ll have a giant zit for several more days, because I figure God has my sense of humor.  Or maybe I have His.

But I can’t find a single thankful thought about my zit.

Not one.

Help me! If you can help me find a blessing in the zit, let me know.  I’m open to suggestions.

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Susan Baker
I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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Comments

  1. I was going to say you could be thankful for eyes to see it with and a nose to have it on but I guess that’s not exactly the same. It would appear that I am also of no help to you. I did enjoy reading your post though!

  2. I think that Jean’s suggestion is a good one.

    I love ‘boy glitter.’ I am going to think of that the next time I see grit on the sheets! That is perfect!

    • When I climbed in bed tonight my husband had scooted all the boy glitter to my side. Sigh.

      I am thankful for my nose, just not the red nose tip!

  3. I LOVE THIS POST, I love how you showed us to be thankful. I often do complain about dinosaur’s destruction, but I am thankful I am mom. Like you I spent years praying I could be a mom, so all of this is what I wanted.

    maybe you can be thankful the zit means your pores are working.

    • At the moment, I’m thankful that the zit is gone. (woo hoo!) It’s so easy to get caught up in the business of being a mom that we lose track of the blessing. Go give dinoboy a hug for me.

  4. It’s always a good reminder to be grateful for all those little things. My 4 are all grown now and I long for the days of boy/girl glitter and legos on the floor at 2am! They grow up way too fast!

  5. Boy glitter — love it!

    How about gratitude that the oil which caused the zit means you will have fewer wrinkles as you age, they will come later, because of the moisture it add to your skin? Let’s go with that.

    Great post!

    Happy Sharefest. I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

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