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A Thankful Heart | Day 2.

Today I am thankful for a couple of things. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful for many things daily but I’m putting my focus on two things for tonight’s post.

Knowledge & Family


I know, family sounds like a given, right?!

Without my family right now my life would be crazy, upside-down. My parents have been amazing; over the last four years especially. How many 30 year old adults with children can say that living with family has been a great experience? It is because of them I am able to attend school full-time, finish my degree, and not have to struggle financially because of bills, etc. It’s not always peaches and cream but we are there for each other in any way possible and that is what matters the most.

My brother and his wife recently moved out of state so now we have a new place to visit. I do feel some regret that I did not reach out to my sister-in-law more while they lived close by but I am determined to remedy that.

And then there’s the boys. My two, not-so-little, rambunctious, little dudes. I love them to pieces and I know there are days when my wish for perfection overshadows just how much I love them but I’m getting there. Lots of hugs and giggles and winks from those two totally make any day better, regardless whether it’s good or bad. My days are exponentially better because of them.


Not on the typical list of things to be thankful for. In my case, I’m grateful for the ability to not only learn but the capacity to retain and recall the information gained. With my school schedule I am always learning something but it does not stop there. I learn from my peers: different perspectives, views on various life experiences, opinions on how certain child rearing techniques have worked. There is a plethora of knowledge out there that is not in some fancy schmancy book!

Back to family for a second – and here’s how family and knowledge tie together.

I have learned so many things from my family. My mother is a college graduate and my father is not yet I venture to say I have learned the same amount of knowledge from the two of them over the years. Knowledge isn’t about taking a class, reading a book, or taking a test. It’s about gaining wisdom from those around you, whatever capacity they may be, and learning to apply that wisdom to your everyday life.






As I scan over a few blogs I frequently visit and blogs that friends have posted I’m overwhelmed by the realization that most of them are full of sadness. Don’t get me wrong. There are moments of joy and laughter told throughout the blogs, but in nearly every instance the blogs were created out of devastating circumstances. Another random glance of blogs shows that blogs are created out of anger or as a means of venting. While I understand this, I’m not sure I’d post something in anger for the world to read (I personally vent into Word documents!).


I’m not saying there’s anything wrong in creating a blog for these reasons. Believe me, I’m the last person to judge why anyone else would do what they do. The most heart wrenching blogs I see are those created by parents whose child is going through something and they’re asking for prayer while at the same time updating everyone on the situation.

Flipside. (yes, again!)

On the whole asking for prayer thing, I’ve heard so many people say that it’s wrong to ask for prayer in a blog. Usually the reasoning behind this is that if the person writing the blog is a Christian then they should be able to pray for themselves and their family. At the same time there are those who say that the Bible says “1 can put a 1000 to flight and 2 can put 10,000 to flight” so why is there a need for more than 2 people praying? And then again, there’s the one’s who say that people who ask for prayer have no faith – how can they when Jesus said “he who as faith even as small as a mustard seed”? And a mustard seed is really stinking small.

Think of it this way though, if you’re a parent who’s child is stricken with some horrible disease or if there’s a sudden, life-changing event in your family how would you handle it? Sure, you’d pray and plead. Maybe cry and get angry. You’d also become mentally and emotionally drained. And, let’s be honest, you’re going to be so focused on “fixing” everything that while you may still pray, your focus will be split. Having other people to surround you with prayer, to surround your family with prayer, to pray when you can’t … those prayers make all the difference. That doesn’t mean that the prayers of the people actually going through the difficult situation don’t count. They do. But it’s also encouraging to know that there are people praying for you when you’re not strong enough to pray for yourself.

I don’t have all the answers. If I did, I’d be God and believe me when I say that is one job I definitely DO NOT want! I don’t even have most of the answers, but I have the answer. There’s a story in the Bible where a man asks Jesus for something and Jesus says, “do you believe?” to which the man responds, “I want to believe” and that was enough. I think that’s pretty much the equivalent of wanting to pray and not being able to, whether from exhaustion (physical, mental, and emotional) or from something else. Those are the times we need to be carried.

The last few months have been kind of draining for me, and for my family albeit in different ways. First there was the whole changing jobs, getting used to a new schedule, and all the things that go with that.

Then there was the meningitis outbreak at the school. This has been the most draining part. We lost students. Another student is still under going multiple surgeries and recovery programs. And, with all of the media mess – with their half-truths and ignorance, we lost a really awesome principal. And there’s the thought that that could have been my child. The first few months after this started were the worst. There were daily, nearly hourly, reminders that my son could have been one of the victims. Then school let out for summer and it hasn’t been anywhere near as prominent in my mind. But, there are times when I feel almost guilty that my kids are both so very healthy.  I know, however, that my children are children of God, heirs with Jesus, part of a chosen generation. And I know, that even with all that the world can throw at them that there are angels surrounding them, guarding them, and protecting them at ALL times.  I also know that I have to continually “let go” and say, “We’ve got angels around us – go be kids”. No evil shall befall us, no weapon formed against us will prosper because we are children of God.

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A love like that.

My first ever job, that did not include crying babies or cranky toddlers, was as a Pharmacy Associate for May’s Drug (now Drug Warehouse) in Broken Arrow. You know, the one over on the corner of 71st and Lynn Lane. That’s the one! I had such fun working there! I learned a lot; not just about my work but about myself.

One of my favorite things to do, if there was ever some real downtime, was to talk to our customer who came in filling various prescriptions. There’s one story I heard that I will never, ever forget.

We had a customer who came in on a fairly regular basis for his wife. Sometimes she was with him but most often not. They were older, 70’s or 80’s, and had spent their lives together starting about age 17. Normally the pharmacy is one of the busiest departments of any store, especially a drug store, but one day he came in when I had absolutely nothing else to do. I went out and sat beside him on the bench and will never regret that decision. I learned more about life in the 10 minutes I spent talking with him than I’ve learned before or since.

I asked him how he met his wife and I will never forget the story he told that day. It was the middle of the 1940’s. They were both at a Fourth of July party with hot dogs, and cotton candy, and other vendors swarmed with multitudes of people. He was with a couple of his friends just talking and hanging out when all of a sudden she was in his arms. Her friends had lit a couple fireworks under her chair and she jumped; straight into his arms. His words that day as he told his story, with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes, are words I will always remember. He said, ‘I held on to her and never let go’. Those words, the wistfulness of his voice, and the faraway look in his eyes as he told his story, encompass the definition of what I believe life is all about. It’s holding on and never letting go.

There are things in life that are concrete, responsibilities we gain as we grow up and go to college, get married, have a career or kids or any combination of these things and more. One thing I walked away with that day was not to just hold on to every moment given to you but to reach out and grasp those things that might otherwise hurtle past.

I imagine this is how God loves us. He loves us so much that He holds on and doesn’t let go. Some of us love Him back. Some keep Him at arms length. Some refuse to love Him. But always He loves us. How amazing is He that through all the things we do or say; He is always right there waiting, with open arms, still so full of love for us.

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