"Gratitude consists of a watchful, minute attention to the particulars of our state, and to the multitudes of God's gifts, taken one by one. It fills us with a consciousness that God loves and cares for us, even to the least event and smallest need of life. It is a blessed thought that from our childhood God has been laying his fatherly hands upon us, and always in benediction, and that even the strokes of his hands are blessings, and among the chiefest we have ever received." Henry Edward Manning
When we returned to Charlotte after having welcomed our Marine back onto American soil...it was a unique feeling. FIRST time I had been back in 15 months since trekking over to Iowa. In revisiting all of the old routes, seeing the familiar settings, getting to see my beloved Cottage on Woodberry...
There were never any lights on, no lampglow coming from that little house on the hill when we drove by at night. And it seemed so forlorn and empty looking to me... void of LIFE!
And the FLAGPOLE...it was GONE! It HURT to see that beautiful symbol missing. So much labor went into that project. Those OLD GLORY and USMC flags flying...billowing in front of our home, meant something huge to us...said something to all who drove by...
The work by my men... to get the spotlight on them, so that they could fly 24/7 was immense.
But OH, in the end, it was SO worth it. A glorious sight. And SUCH a special gift to me. A TRUE LABOR OF LOVE FOR ME, from my sweet man.
GONE. Guess I needed to come back to see this. It was a knock on the head and a tap on the heart to confirm that this was NOT my home anymore....
And so, the trip back was good, and hard... for many reasons. Closure not being the least. ~
While staying with my dad, I asked him if any of mom's watches were still there, and yes, he told me to look in her drawer. I was hoping to get a stretch band watch of hers, since I wanted one. I actually came back home with TWO. [Sentimental.] YES.
Wearing one every day. (but not both at the same time...LOL!)
I shared in a previous post that I had come back with a framed print of my mama's. It had also belonged to my dad's mom. (my dad had told me to pick some to take with me.)
Well, I actually came back to CR with THREE things. My mom's watches. The vintage print. And one other item.
I was out running around looking for some Christmas items and a miniature tree for Kat and Jonny's apartment while they were at work one day, and I stopped by the Salvation Army store I had visited many a time when living in Charlotte. I got to speak to a few regulars, and asked about Mary - my favorite girlfriend worker there. I had ONLY JUST missed her. :-(
But while there, I spied this beautiful and colorful Tole tray.
I walked out of the store with it under my arm and a smile on my face, minus ONE DOLLAR. It was quite a "happy moment" for me to find it in one of my favorite places back on my old stomping grounds. The Aqua/Turquoise color is just so cheerful...and I knew right where it would go.
Here it rests below my bedside table. **It usually has books and magazines on it, but they were removed for the photo. ;-)
And so...I find myself back where I started...
Gratitude is an attitude. It is being constantly aware of God's involvement in ALL of our affairs. THE REALLY BIGGIE ones, and even the TINIEST ones. And that means - as the quote says...paying attention... to the DETAILS. In the ups and downs, the coming ins and going outs, the oh-so-dailies and the once-in-a-lifetimes....God, ALL THE TIME, yes, even from our childhood, has lovingly and graciously and providentially been CARING. OVERSEEING. DIRECTING. PICKING US UP. SENDING US OUT....Even in the hard times.
God is GOOD. And a GRATEFUL HEART renewed on a daily basis keeps us mighty aware of that, and encourages us to keep looking up...like little Pooh up there...to acknowledge to God that we know HE is there, and we will keep trusting.
I STAND ON THAT TODAY.
A random and rambling post, FOR SURE...but I think I just needed to journal about it. Thank you to all visitors popping by. Blessings to you.
Pursue Gratitude. It changes your worldview. :-)
Hearts full of hugs sent flying your way from Iowa today!! and adding on a pic of my current circumstances here in the frigid Midwest as of 6:45 this morning...
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Oh what a sweet post:) I love it that you got to have your Mom's watches! What a sweet memory to have on your arm! I love the print, you will smile when you look at it every day:)
I don't know why they would remove the flag pole, that's sad to me. All of that work to put it up and a lot of work to take it down:(
Enjoy your day my friend, I pray you have a day filled with smiles and hugs!
Hi Julie, Oh how it did hurt to see the flagpole gone. I can only imagine. We put so much love into our place, but others love it differently. My m-i-l moved out of her home with her much loved garden; the new residents put gravel on the garden and parked a boat there. Ron and I know that when we decide to move, our gardens likely will not be maintained as we have lovingly done...most people don't want such large gardens; the upkeep is tremendous.
Gratitude is important. On this snowy day, I'm grateful I don't have to drive, or go anywhere...I can sit inside and be warm (of course, given that hubby is working, I will do some sidewalk/driveway clearing - I can't see me fooling around all day and leaving that for him). I'm grateful for my health. I'm grateful for my cup of coffee this a.m. I'm grateful the storm hasn't taken away our power. I'm grateful for moisture to ease the drought. I'm grateful for an upcoming grandbaby, and the grandson I already have. God is good.
Blessings to you!
Beth
Please send some snow my way!!! It's almost balmy here today! What's up with that? I want snow! I believe gratitude changed my life for certain and I make a point to be thankful daily now for all my blessings. My glass is always half full!
Love all your sweet pictures and hope you can get those special flags flying there at your new home.
Hugs!!
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