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Thanks (Psalm 9:1)

Scripture of the Day: Psalm 9:1

I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart; I will recount all of your wonderful deeds

In an interesting, yet positive way, the concept of thanks has been on my heart more than usual lately. Through a book I am reading (Growing Grateful Kids - which is a great read) and through a daily devotional where a "thankful journal" was recommended, I am thinking about the positive things that happen on a daily basis. (although, to be honest, my "daily" thankful journal typically means 3 or 4 days a week!)

It changes your perspective on God a little when instead of searching your lives over for the big things that have happened, you search every day for the little things to be thankful for. 

When the sun is out, when the snow is perfect for making a snow man, when the tea is hot and the conversation is just right, when my son laughs, or when my husband is home for dinner. When I get to sleep in an extra fifteen minutes or when the dishes do (or don't) get done. When, when, when! 

When (okay, this is over use of the word now, but I can't think of another one to use!!) you take time to examine your day to day life, the list of things to be thankful for is almost overwhelming. What adds another thankful "factor" if you will, is that those wonderful deeds are ALL from the Lord. Every little thing is a gift from God. 

The next time you have a hard time seeing God in your life, make a list of everything that happened to you on that one day. On it, I am sure you will see not just one, but many things, to be thankful for. And each one of those things is a gift from your Savior above!

Closing Prayer:

Heavenly Father God, thank you for all the little things that go into making our entire lives a gift. Help us remember to see You in the little things and recount those deeds, giving thanks to You for all of them. 

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