Once upon a time I was married and had three young step-daughters. We thought it would be nice if the older girls, then seven and eight, would take turns saying the dinner prayer. But one night neither of them wanted to do it.
“I’ll say it,” pipped up the three year-old. “Dear God, thank you for . . .” and she began to list everything she could possibly think of that existed in the world as she knew it. It was a LONG prayer. When she got to “Thank you for the grass,” the older girls could hardly take it anymore.
The other day I celebrated my 40th Anniversary of being diagnosed with cancer. After surgery and six months of chemo, here I still am. While having cancer is not anything I would wish on anyone, it does give you perspective.
On my 40th Anniversary I was looking outside at the splendor of the world and was grateful for it all. I saw the wind blow and make the pine trees sway. Beautiful.
There is lot of research on how practicing gratefulness can make us more successful and improve the quality of our lives. What are you grateful for?
I am thankful for the grass.