Friday, March 09, 2007

Yet I Will Praise Him

It's been a great week. It's been a busy week. It's been a fun week. In some ways it's been a spiritually challenging week. How about you?

I was so glad for Thankful Thursday yesterday. I needed the fresh breeze of gratitude to blow through my mind and home, scattering the dust of discontent that had settled, unnoticed, into my heart. Discontentment is subtle like that. It will descend into certain areas of my life when I'm not actively grateful, "entering His courts with thanksgiving." I guess gratitude is sort of a "spiritual swiffer" that way!

Yesterday morning I was on a brief phone call with a friend before we started our homeschool day and I casually mentioned to her, "I've decided I'm going to be thankful ALL day. For everything. In everything." At that moment I saw that my son was putting his laundry into the washer (his Thursday chore) so I added, "Like, I'm just glad the washing machine is working!" We ended our call and, grasping my attitude of gratitude, I went about my morning routine preparing for school.

A few moments later my son burst into the room.

"Mom! Mom! Something's wrong with the washing machine!"

Sure enough, as I walked into the laundry room, my footsteps turned into splashes as I realized I was standing in water. Hm.

We immediately turned the machine off, grabbed mop, bucket, and towels and began sopping up the water. My son nimbly and helpfully jumped behind the washer and dryer where I couldn't fit (we have a tiny laundry room) and he worked and worked with the towels I handed him, making sure it was dry all along the baseboards. I turned the dial to drain the remaining water out of the drum and we spent the remainder of the day with wet, soapy clothes in the washer and a disconnected dryer sitting in the kitchen. I should've taken photos. It was pretty.

What of the thankfulness that I had expressed for a "washer that works?" Within moments of making that statement, the very thing I had been thankful for was gone. Was it wasted gratitude? Absolutely not! I found that the act of expressing gratitude for that very thing actually increased my capacity to be thankful in the "crisis" (I'll use that term loosely in this situation!) involving it. It was like stretching before a workout. In that moment, the washer might have been incapacitated, but my gratitude didn't have to be. I was thankful for a helpful son. For a shelf full of absorbent towels. That we hadn't turned the washer on and left the house. And now I have a clean, sparkly laundry room floor!

I'm thankful for Iris, who reminds us each Thursday to express our thanks. I'm thankful for God's Word, which reminds us that we should have that attitude every day of our lives, and gives us so much for which to be grateful. I'm thankful for thankfulness itself! And I'm thankful it's Friday.

Have a wonderful weekend! Love y'all!


Susanne said...

What a great post! I find it is usually just the little things like this that build up that try to steal that thankful and content attitude. How wonderful that because you had started out thankful it focused you on thankfulness so that you could see the good things in the midst of the mini lake.

Anonymous said...

Great reminder to give thanks in all circumstances! I am glad you hadn't left the house!

relevantgirl said...


I know you think you're not a writer, but I totally beg to differ. This is a great story, well told.

I'm thankful you were thankful. And I'll pray for your washer (is that okay?)

Love you much!

Linda said...

This is such an uplifting post Cyndi. It's easy to be thankful when everything is going well. It's a bit more difficult when water starts flooding the house. I know your gratitude blessed the heart of the Father. And I know it spoke volumes to your children.
You have a great weekend too!!

The Preacher's Wife said...

I am just so impressed your son knew how to load the washer...We are stuck on learning the dishwasher at the moment...I just love your perspective!

Sandy said...

Cyndi, I finally found your blog site again!

I enjoyed reading your last post. Oh, yes, to be thankful for the small things, and then to be happy even when the small things go awry. Life is good!


Chris said...

Great post Cyndi!

Fiddledeedee (It Coulda' Been Worse) said...

Way to go. You've reminded me that I had promised myself I would "choose joy" every day. I forget all about that somewhere between 4 and 5:00.