Yesterday was Father’s Day. It turned out to be a right fine day. There was the worship that started it off right. It was good to see some more folks venture out. Each week a new group of people is venturing out.  I came home to a home-grilled meal of salmon, asparagus, baked potatoes, and corn-on-the-cob. Some friends stopped by with ice cream (I am their surrogate father/grandfather). I went to the Y then came home and read a novel the rest of the evening. A nice relaxing day. I am grateful.

Gratitude seems to be a dying art these days. We run around so much trying to meet our own agenda that to take the time to be thankful is lost on us. With inspiration from Chuck Swindoll, I’d like to take a few moments to consider how we often take things for granted.

• There is a light over my head. Thanks Tom
• There is electricity pulsing through my house. Thanks again Tom.
• There is an instrument that allows me to talk to someone miles away. Thanks Alexander.
• I will soon get in my truck to drive to work. Thanks Henry.
• On my face are glasses which help me to read. Thanks Ben.
• We will soon celebrate the 4th of July with a waving flag. Thanks Betsy.
• My life is given over to Jesus. Thanks mom and grandad.
• I come home each day to a place of warmth, welcome and love. Thanks Jo.
• I am called father by two beautiful and special young ladies. Thanks Tami and Janna.
• I am called “grandpa.” Thanks Braden.
• I serve a group of people who love me, call me pastor and friend. Thanks OVCF.

I could go on but it would take pages and still not be exhausted. Instead of complaining, let’s be thankful.

“Father, thank you for so much, for so many gifts. I’m overwhelmed with gratitude to You for it all.”