The ABCs of Gratitude

I’m setting a challenge for myself this November. Want to join in?

Each day (beginning November 1, 2019) I’m going to list and thank God for one or two meaningful things in my life that begin with a certain letter of the alphabet.

I’ll begin with A (naturally.)

Today I thank God for:

Aunt Ginny. She’s 95 (I believe) and the last of my Daddy’s siblings to remain alive on this earth. She probably doesn’t know it, but Aunt Ginny had a powerful influence on my life. She’s one of the biggest reasons I became a schoolteacher. As a kid I “helped” her prepare for her kindergarten students. I spent hours in her empty classroom pretending to teach my own classes.

And, she’s a godly woman. Aunt Ginny taught her ladies’ Sunday School Class for more than 50 years until she recently decided she just isn’t quite up to it anymore.

Plus, she is responsible for telling me many family stories—memories of her childhood. Fodder for my books.

Thank you, Lord, for Aunt Ginny.

Next, I thank God for aromas. I am mad about the luscious aromas of spices when I cook. In my family I’m known as the spice-lady. The heavenly smells of basil and rosemary. Yum! And what can beat the aroma of cinnamon and nutmeg in the oven. That luscious smell of chili and oregano, cumin, and turmeric, onion and garlic woo me into the kitchen. Who can possibly resist the fragrance of yeast bread in the oven? Or coriander, ginger and cardamom sprinkled over meat? Lord, I’m getting hungry thinking about it!

I love other aromas, too. Lavender and vanilla. And that fresh smell of just washed sheets! What about the delightful smell of a clean baby snuggled in the crook of my neck?

Thank you, God, for the gift of aromas.

I dabble in poetry. This piece I wrote years ago during one of my quiet times with God. I hope it draws you into God’s presence.

A Fragrance Sweet              

Grasses, grains, golds and greens

That grew on paths below,

Fragrance sweet that grew at His feet,

Now lingers on His robes.

Though He left this world behind

Though now we are apart

The perfume of the earth He made

Still hovers in His heart.

Enfolded in His arms, I’m wrapped

In flowers, humus, rain,

A sweet reminder of the earth

His fragrant robes contain.

Won’t you share YOUR “A” words of gratitude in the comments? I’d appreciate it.

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