Ten Weird Things for Which I’m Thankful


ChairBlessPillowLike millions of Americans, I give thanks to God during this season for His over-the-top gifts: my family, my country and whipped cream garnished with pumpkin pie. Sometimes I pinch myself (not too hard) to see if I’m dreaming.

God’s lavishness shouldn’t surprise us. Jesus, who stretched a boy’s lunchbox meal to fill a hungry crowd of 5,000-plus, wasn’t satisfied to provide enough. He served such a feast that his disciples filled 12 baskets with leftovers.

I, too, am stuffed with good things from His hands. I gather blessing fragments, odd little bits and pieces of gratitude, into my blessing basket to share with you. And, since gratitude has no expiration date, never loses its flavor and contains no carbs, I’ll munch on them throughout the holiday season. Here, in no particular order, are 10 weird things for which I’m thankful this year:

  • Weather.com. If this indispensable website were not available, I might have to look outside.
  • My tin measuring teaspoons. They bring back childhood memories of baking with my mother.
  • Our neighbors’ Christmas decorations. When my grandchildren arrive, they will enjoy Christmas wonderland without our stringing one light. Nor will we have to haul the little ones to a light display, enduring multiple coat-hat-mittens-potty-before-we-leave-then-buckle-into-car-seat drills. Thank you, neighbors!
  • All octogenarians. Along with nonagenarians and centenarians. They make me feel young.  
  • Newspapers and magazines. I love the feel, smell and shine of paper, the rustle of turning pages. Will future generations miss the sensation of snuggling up by a fire to read a good book without a power button?
  • Our umbrella stand. We keep umbrellas handy for November Noah days. Unless we left them in the car. Or at work. At church. Or in Hawaii.
  • Our household financial system. I, the math-impaired, write checks, and Hubby balances. Instant excitement in a marriage.
  • Wearing jeans on Thanksgiving. I am not cursed with a hundred layers of petticoats. No smothery long, black dress. No white, starched Pilgrim collars at our house. Just tons of faith, food, fun, and naps in front of TV football.
  • My children’s name choices for their progeny. No Draco or Gaga. At least, not yet.
  • Servers. An Emmy to those who fake shock when I claim the senior discount.
  • Breath mints. The rest of my world is thankful, too.

Ten weird little blessings, and I’m just getting started. Like Jesus’ disciples, I might fill 12 baskets before I’m done.

What weird little blessings fill you with gratitude?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5 thoughts on “Ten Weird Things for Which I’m Thankful

  1. Amber Perez

    Aunt Rachael,
    Your writing is so engaging. I feel like we are having a good chat when I read your OMG Monday post, your books and now your webpage. Thank you for sharing your life with us. You make me giggle and even laugh out loud. Even in more serious endeavors, you bring out the humanity in your characters, fictional or not. I love you. Happy Thanksgiving!

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    1. Rachael Phillips

      Thanks so much for your sweet comments, Amber. Helps make my Thanksgiving 🙂 I’m so glad you enjoy my writing and especially happy that it gives you a few laughs (blame the weird streak on your grandpa)! Give my love to your family, and have a blessed Thanksgiving!

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  2. Cindy Lynn Sawyer

    I shared this on Facebook, but will share it here, too.

    Having a broken bone has given me many weird things to be thankful for. Like the wireless keyboard my husband (James) bought me so I could finish my article assignments on time. The rice bag Andrea made me to rest my arm on after surgery. For pain meds (although we had a love/hate relationship). My youngest daughter who has a second job at Walgreens and asks me daily if I need anything from there or if I need help at home. Thankful for sleep when I am comfortable enough to catch some. Also for my movie suppliers, Nathan and Tiffany. Thankful for my mom who helped take care of me a couple of days after surgery while Jim worked … and didn’t get mad when I had to go to the bathroom after taking half an hour to get me settled into a comfortable position.

    Great blog post!

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  3. Cindy Lynn Sawyer

    I shared this on Facebook, but will share it here, too.

    Having a broken bone has given me many weird things to be thankful for. Like the wireless keyboard my husband (James) bought me so I could finish my article assignments on time. The rice bag Andrea made me to rest my arm on after surgery. For pain meds (although we had a love/hate relationship). My youngest daughter who has a second job at Walgreens and asks me daily if I need anything from there or if I need help at home. Thankful for sleep when I am comfortable enough to catch some. Also for my movie suppliers, Nathan and Tiffany. Thankful for my mom who helped take care of me a couple of days after surgery while Jim worked … and didn’t get mad when I had to go to the bathroom after taking half an hour to get me settled into a comfortable position.

    Great blog post!

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    1. Rachael Phillips

      Cindy, I hadn’t listed being able to move my shoulder and arm as two of my blessings, but after reading your post, 12 baskets can’t hold all the positives I can think of! What a brave woman you are! You’ve taught me so much. Amazing, too, how those little kids who used to spit baby food and flush shoes down the toilet have now circled around their mom to help–not to mention your sweet mama and loving husband. May the Lord fast forward your healing and bring you a blessed Christmas and a new year full of happier surprises! Hugs.

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