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A Thankful Heart is a Happy Heart

Today is Thankful Thursday. I don't participate in this often, but think that it is important to pause and reflect often on how much we truly have to be thankful for. Years ago I was told by a doctor to keep a health journal to monitor my progress during a time when I was ill. After a few days of reading and writing what I felt, I felt worse than I had to begin with. I was focusing on the negative instead of the positive. At that point I made a decision to make list of three things daily I was thankful for or that had blessed me. When I shifted my attention on how much I had in my life, my attitude and health picked up too. It has been a long time since I sat and listed three blessings each day. After a while I didn't need to everyday. I could see what I had in my life and was constantly reminded of how blessed I really am. I've said before that if my life came with a soundtrack two songs that would be included would be How You Live by Point of Grace and Blessed by Martina McBride. (Both songs can be listened to by pressing the "play" button on the MP3 player on the side bar.)

So that was a bunch of rambling to bring you to where I am today.

Today I am thankful that:
1. God is not finished with me yet! He has plans not only for my future but also for my NOW! All the times I've given up on myself, He has not given up on me.
2. Over the past few weeks God has reminded me of how much He has brought me through. I have such a renewed sense of faith in Him and am exploding with excitement about it.
3. My husband has already been off work for a month since his surgery and is likely to be off another two months. I am so thankful that we have short term disability coming in that is more than enough to keep us afloat until he goes back to work. Not only that but our doctor's bill came in from his surgery. It was over $12,000 but after insurance paid, we only owe $50!!! Only God could have done that! Talk about taking a load off of our minds!
4. God is who He says He is!

I'm reminded of Madame Blueberry. She says, "A thankful heart is a happy heart." And I am so blessed...

But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. 8We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; 9persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. 2 Corinthians 4:7-9


  1. God is just amazing. I am so Thankful too that He is exactly who He says He is. That is awesome about your insurance and only owing $50 God is good.

  2. God is faithful. I am a good 20 years ahead of you in the "marriage and life thing" and can guarantee you that God will remain faithful. He goes far above and beyond what we could ever begin to comprehend.

    Iam thankful for you!

  3. Wow! God is good! It is amazing to see how He is working. Praise God for the insurance coverage!

  4. Great list...Thanks for stopping by today. I love when new visitors stop and say hello.


  5. Amen my friend! I love that scripture. It is so true. I am glad God is providing for you guys during this time. I pray your husband does get well soon!

  6. love Veggie Tales, too! :)

    Wonderful post.

    Thanks so much for stopping by today and leaving such a nice comment. I am so glad you came by-
    it brought me here!


  7. To testify how good our God is--it is a privilege. Thanks for sharing today.

  8. A lovely thankful post! A thankful heart is a happy heart indeed! God bless!

  9. Awesom scripture. May God continue to light your path. Have a wonderful weekend.

  10. as are right on are such a blessing sister!

    WOW! $50!! That's amazing!!! PRAISE GOD!!


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