I didn't invent it, Pollyanna did, but I love to be reminded just how much there is to be thankful for.
While in hospital recently I lay in bed and thanked God, people were looking after me.
Think of all the poor wounded soldiers, who have lain in wet cold mud.
I thanked God for the hospital food that I didn't have to cook serve or clean up after.
Think of the starving millions.
I thanked God for the injections and medications to make me better.
Think of those in third world countries with none.
I thanked God for the Australian medical system that looks after everyone without them worrying sick about how to pay back. And I thanked God, I was also given two weeks of physical therapy, no charge to me.
Think all all the countries who don't have this.
I thanked God my hospital room opening onto a long veranda where I could walk out onto to watch for Ray.
Thanked God for the sweet fresh air and views to the mountains..
Thank God, being sick could be positive, instead of negative.
Then Thank God, I was able to return back home...
Ahhh there is so much to be thankful for that my heart sings that wonderful hymn.
"Give thanks with a greatful heart, give thanks to the Holy One, give thanks because He's given, Jesus Christ, His son."
Thank God for my colourful home.
There is no place in the world, like your own.
"Oh no." said the lorakeets, "She's back." lol