Whatever we are waiting for – peace of mind, contentment, grace, the inner awareness of simple abundance – it will surely come to us, but only when we are ready to receive it with an open and grateful heart.
Showing posts with label Grateful. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grateful. Show all posts
Thursday
Monday
Be Grateful
Be grateful for the kindly friends
that walk along your way;
Be grateful for the skies of blue
that smile from day to day;
Be grateful for the health you own,
the work you find to do,
For round about you there are men less fortunate than you.
Be grateful for the growing trees,
the roses soon to bloom,
The tenderness of kindly hearts
that shared your days of gloom;
Be grateful for the morning dew,
the grass beneath your feet,
The soft caresses of your babes and all their laughter sweet.
Acquire the grateful habit,
learn to see how blest you are,
How much there is to gladden life,
how little life to mar!
And what if rain shall fall today
and you with grief are sad;
Be grateful that you can recall the joys that you have had.
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Sunday
Female Downy Woodpecker
As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful.
They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness -- just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breath it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm.
— Laura Ingalls Wilder
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