Just What I Needed

The last few weeks have just been an almost out of control blur.  Yesterday was yet another crazy busy day.  I went into Lexington to help a friend with Thanksgiving services at four area hospitals. After playing We Gather Together and Come, Ye Thankful People, Come over and over and over and over, I'm thankful that it's almost time for some Christmas hymns ;-).

In lieu of a "sermon", everyone who wanted to could contribute what they were thankful for.  It was interesting to sit behind my piano and listen.  Of course family was high up on everyone's list. Having work, support from co-workers, friends, health, making it through challenging times...  I hope the few people who didn't speak up were just too shy. 

I'd managed to dig out a pair of un-muddy shoes, pressed a clean pair of khakis, picked all the hay off my sheep sweater (I've been known to "bring a bit of the manger with me" to church on Sundays ;-). I pretty much looked like I fit in, but I never really do feel like that when I'm in town.  A country mouse in the city.

When I got home I changed back into my barn clothes and muddy boots.  The dogs raced me to the gate and we headed out to the back field.  It had been a beautiful day...and I'd been cooped up in too many, too hot, too crowded rooms.  I took a deep breath.  And another.  And thought about all the things I was thankful for.  And realized that, really, we weren't all that different.

Let us rejoice and be glad in it.