- (In case you’re doing the math, these posts are one day off. This should really be posting on the 14th. But “D” and “E” posted the same day because I didn’t wait for one of those posts to update before I turned off my computer, and I didn’t catch it till the next day. Just sayin’)
Today I’m thankful for my naiveté.
My family is always kidding me about how naïve I am about some things. For example, if a family member tells me something outlandish, (like there’s such a thing as a Michigan peacock) I’m very apt to believe them because of course, they wouldn’t lie. I easily fall for practical jokes, therefore, people love to pick on me.
The first definition for naïve in the dictionary is “inexperienced”. That’s not me, though. I’ve experienced enough of life to know its reality.
Another definition is “youthful”. Young people are generally considered naïve. Young people generally trust and believe in people. Young people believe in possibilities. Think, I’ll take this definition.
I trust and believe in people, to my detriment at times. I often walk into situations where I can’t win no matter what because I always believe people can change. I’m naïve enough to believe most people like me. I’m always surprised when people don’t play fair. I guess I really am naïve.
But that’s o.k. I rather be the one picked on than the one that does the picking. I’d rather be easy to play a joke on than so unfriendly and distant that no one would dare. I rather be naïve and see the wonder of life, than so jaded I can only see the ugly.
I’ll admit it. I’m naïve. I’m naïve enough to believe that God still performs miracles. I’m naïve enough to believe that my prayers really matter. I’m naïve enough to believe that God is who He says He is, that He can do what He says He can do, that I am who God says I am, and that I can handle anything God allows in my life. Call me naïve want. I call myself smart.
God bless and have a good day.
Yes! I did it. This is it. Z
Another tough one but I got it. It’s zone. I like being in the Zone. I’m truly thankful when I find myself the zone. For one thing, it means I’m practicing “flow”, that wonderful sate when time has no meaning. When the hours slip away because you’re doing what you love to do. It has your complete attention. One is truly at peace when they’re in the zone.
The zone is different for each of us. For my friend, it’s sewing. For another, it’s construction. For my daughter it’s playing with her children. For me, it’s being with my family and anything creative, mostly writing and creating art. When I’m blogging, I’m very often in the zone.
So today I’m grateful for the those occasions I find myself lost in time.
Today I’m grateful for Yesterdays. There’s something about the fact that I can’t change a yesterday. I can change my interpretation of yesterday but that’s about it. Not all my yesterdays have been wonderful. Not all my yesterdays have been awful. As the saying goes, “We all have something.”
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is opportunity.They both have a place in our lives. Yesterdays give us opportunity to reflect. They give us opporutinity to plan differently for our tomorrows. Yesterdays, whether painful or wonderful, are a great jumping off place.
The thing about yesterdays is not to let them determine our future except in the sense that we learn from them. Even when our yesteredays are full of regrets, we have our tomorrows to change things.
Oh, my gosh. X. I had a hard time last year with this one but not as hard as this year. If I do this next year, I’m in big trouble. My husband suggested I use “x” as in boyfriends, spouses, etc. I wonder if he knows it’s “ex” not just “x”. Anyway, I went down a list of “x” words and I found one..
It’s xystus. It’s a long portico. In Rome it was a covered garden walk. I love porticos. I think it’s great to visit a famous garden and walk under a xystus. 🙂 And when it rains, I’ve been very thankful for them.
That’s all I’ve got.
(Somehow my alphabet wasn’t turning out on schedule so I’m having to post twice today so I end on the 26th as does the alphabet. What can I say? It’s the holiday season. )
I’m so grateful for ” Wonder”. particularly the wonder of this Christmas season fast approaching. What is it about Christmas that makes cookies taste sweeter, the sun shine brighter, colors more vibrant, coffee better-tasting, experiences lived deeper, people appreciated more?
But why shouldn’t it be that way? Isn’t that what Christmas is all about? Wonder. The wonder of a prophecy come true.
But the biggest wonder for me is the wonder that the God I’ve come to know continues to love me. The wonder that my experience is not unique,; God wants to love everyone who calls him Father. The wonder that no matter what happens in this world, no matter how evil seems to triumph, God remains in charge in the long run. ( I italicized that because one only has to look around them to feel that God that is not in charge. But that’s another conversation.)
Believe me I know that many don’t share my views because Christmas is a nightmare for you. You’re trying to dig out from financial issues, relationship issues, illness…………..There is no wonder in this season for you, except the wondering why everything is a mess. I understand that. Not everything has always been right in my world either, but that doesn’t nullify the fact that the wonder of the season still amazes me.
Starting December first, I will look to see God show up in wondorous ways. It is my prayer that you, too, will be able to see the wonder of this season.