Be Thankful For Simple Things
As our yearly holiday
approaches when we are reminded to think about something to be thankful
for...where do we start?
Perhaps it's for the light of an
electric bulb, rather than a smoky candle? a warm heater fueled by gas or
electricity rather than from a cord of wood that must first be cut from a
tree and stacked outside so that I can again brave the cold wind and bring
it inside when the dying embers convince me it's time.
The luxury of an indoor toilet?
A cooking stove? The joy of air-conditioning during a summer heat wave? A
washing machine--a dryer? A paved highway?
As I suddenly hunger and make a trip
to the supermarket in the car I started automatically, would I return there
if that store no longer held a cornicopia of the world's freshest fruits,
its most exotic foods, its newest and latest temptations, moved from their
attractive aisles to my car without my having to lift anything bigger than
my fingers on an ATM machine?
Has my education been so shallow that I
have forgotten the horrors of war and the millions whose blood drained
out of lifeless bodies, to be absorbed by earth's thirsty soil or
diluted by its salty seas...just to purchase for me the freedom I now
enjoy that cost me nothing.
And I have only begun, having not touched the most
important of all: that I can remember to remember..even if it takes a
public holiday to jar my memory, for many with Alzheimer's cannot
remember anything at all. And that once I find something to be thankful
for, I can express it. For so many cannot speak or write, cannot see to
walk or even to talk.
Perhaps, just perhaps, I might uncover to myself just how
unthankful a human I have become after taking all these things,
and thousands more for granted. The most important of them all
God's willingness to forgive ungrateful, forgetful,
complaining and selfish me.