It is so easy to complain; but when you are given a grateful heart from the Lord you will be a grateful and thankful person.
The reason for the above statement is that there are times I can so easily find something to complain about; and complaining is the opposite of thankfulness.
I am thankful for the things God has given me in which I can be thankful. Thankfulness even in a time of great pain, sorrow, grief, or fear is only a gift from God.
So I am thankful for thankfulness.
Thankful from the banks of Flat Creek,
“They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety.” Franklin
To some of you “Kid” is my word for child, not a goat. I was always called “kid” when I was, and I am still called “kid” by some distant family members who are a few years older.
While driving my school bus yesterday afternoon; I had just departed from the high school picking up my kids there, and I had a kindergarten boy who, along with a kindergarten girl was standing, turning around in the seat, and I told them both to turn around and stay in their seat. Well, I did that a couple of times at least. When I leave the high school my bus is loaded and there is no room for any more.
I have eight stops in town before I ever leave town to go on the 45 – 50 mile trip out of town. In town I drop off over half my load. There are three of those eight stops where 30 to 40 (combined) get off. This little fella, some how managed to get past me at one of these stops without me seeing him. When I get to his stop; he is not present. At the stop, the mother, which I find out is his foster mother, comes to the bus to walk the boy back to the house; but he is not there. She asks me if she can come of the bus and look. I tell her she can. She does, walking to the rear of the bus; but he is not there.
I radio the principal of K- 2 and inform her; and they proceed to seek the child. I need to leave from this stop, because I have traffic on the street backed up in both directions. By the time I have all my other kids unloaded I radio in to find out about the boy, and I am told they have found him.
Evidently some kind person; and I am thankful it was a kind individual; has found him walking the side of the road, picked him up and taken him home. Thank you! Who ever you may be.
I will learn to watch this little boy much better at these other stops.
As the sun rises over the hill to my East I hear dogs barking, and I wonder what is the dogs barking at. I rise up from my chair to look and see, but they are only barking because they want out of their pen. That will come a little later.
As the sun rises over the hill there are many thoughts that run through my mind. Thoughts of dread, fear, anguish; yet also thoughts of hope, peace, love, joy, and my Lord Jesus Christ. These latter things cancel out the other to some extent where they are not so binding. It’s amazing how thought of Christ can set you free.
As the sun rises over the hill the light gets brighter, everything becomes more clear. Isn’t that what the Light of Christ is also about.
As the Son rises in our hearts, darkness vanishes.
Not too many people will admit they are fearful, or have even been afraid at times. Well! Let’s be honest here. I have been afraid, fearful at times. I experienced some last night shortly after midnight.
A strong wind blew in; I was in bed asleep and it woke me from my sleep. I awoke wondering “What is going on?” We must say there are many in our world, and the USA included; maybe especially people in the USA who are fearful. Fearful of what the economy will do in the next few months. Fearful of losing our freedoms. Fearful of what will happen on the stock market. It has happened before; it is bound to happen again. People losing millions of dollars because of faith in man’s economy. Fear is a powerful force.
When I was awakened by the wind, experiencing the fear my first thought was to go to my LORD and turn the fear over to Him. I prayed, sought His comfort; and He gave it. I arose from my bed came out and checked the skies; as best as I could see; the wind still blowing ferociously; checked on my son and his wife who were still awake, and they were shaken by the wind; (You see they are living with us because their home in Joplin, MO. was destroyed in the tornado of May 22); and I went back to bed and slept until nearly 6 this morning.
The storm never ended for me, but the storm of fear was put away. My what faith in God can do. God is an awesome GOD.