On Thankfulness

I am thankful for to the prompt? desire? to begin this blog for sharing my ideas about being thankful and developing an attitude of gratitude. I have a growing list of individual items for which I am thankful–like the gorgeous cardinal eating from the feeder right outside my window as I type. I’m thankful for the touch typing classes I had in high school that allow me to write while enjoying the birds outside. And for spell check because my typing ain’t all that great.

The experiment is evidently taking root. When I sat down, I was completely clueless about what I would post and that was frustrating. I have literal pages of ideas in a little notebook I carry with me for capturing those ideas. (I’m even worse at thumb typing on my Galaxy Tablet than I am on a regular keyboard, handwriting is much faster at this point.) And I was stressing just the littlest bit about posting something with my “usual” Sunday spiritual spin. Although to be  honest, I’m not sure how well I’ve done at that; have to look.

Maybe part of the challenge with writer’s block is that i’m using three different methods of writing: handwriting, standard keyboarding and thumb keying. (Is there a word for that? Texting style?) Anyway, while the three obviously use the same muscles–there are only so many in my hands after all–they are used in very different ways, so the muscle memory and the feelings/thoughts/mood that each produce are different. And that can be a good thing. I can tap into different perspectives, as it were, just by changing the scribing process. I know from working them both that handwriting and keyboarding are different experiences and trigger the creative juices, such as they are, differently. Just hadn’t considered it in a long while.

Ah…now there’s a pileated woodpecker hammering at the suet…

Here’s the spiritual spin for this Sunday then: I am thankful not only for the beautiful birds outside, the quietude to enjoy them, the technology to share it with you–and thankful for you, Dear Reader!–I am above all thankful for Him Who created such wonders: the cardinal, the woodpecker, the dear Reader…

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears all nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas; His hand the wonders wrought.
This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise, the morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world, He shines in all that’s fair; in the rustling grass I hear Him pass; He speaks to me everywhere.
This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget that though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world: why should my heart be sad? The Lord is King; let the heavens ring! God reigns; let the earth be glad![5]
From Wikipedia. The linked footnote is theirs.
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