In a recent Thanksgiving email from Axis.org, they discussed the difference between thankful and gratitude. I looked up the definitions in Webster’s dictionary online and found the following:
Thankful is defined as “conscious of benefit received.”
Grateful is “appreciative of benefits received.”
Do you see the difference? Conscious implies you don’t do anything about it. You just have an awareness of something you are thankful for. You are thankful but may not communicate it. However, grateful implies action.
Appreciative is “having or showing appreciation.”
Appreciation is defined as “a feeling or expression of admiration, approval, or gratitude.”
Let’s act on benefits we receive in life. We have a ton. I’m sure this past week you took time to think of things you are thankful for. Some families even go around the table and share what they are thankful for. With those ideas in the forefront because of Thanksgiving, I encourage you to act on it. Be grateful. Express your admiration, approval or gratitude.
If you are a note writer, send a thank you note. Send one to your friend who brought flowers or a pie to your Thanksgiving or Friendsgiving meal. If you are a texter, text a thank you or a picture from your gathering. If you are a talker, call your friend. If you are a baker, drop off some cookies. Express your conscious awareness of the benefit received.
Thanksgiving may be one day a year but expressing thanks should be every day. Take the warm fuzzy feelings from Thursday and apply them every day. Let’s make our lives one of expressed thanks.
Dream Big! Pray Big!
Who doesn’t love Winnie the Pooh? He’s a “tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff.” So when I finally got to see the movie Christopher Robin, I wasn’t at all surprised I would love it. However, I not only loved it but I recommend it to everyone with the highest rating. It’s not just a movie, it’s an experience.
My 17-year-old daughter and I watched it together on our couch at home. We both snuggled up for a good movie night. When you first see a non-animated Pooh Bear, you squeal with delight. (OK, we squealed with delight but I’m sure a few of you are squealers too). Piglet (my favorite), Eeyore and the gang were just as incredibly cute. They were puppets of some kind and I’m not sure how they did it. They walked and talked and looked incredibly cute. Every time the stuffed characters came on-screen, it was a delight.
Cuteness factor aside, the message of the movie is powerful. Predictable story: Christopher Robin is all grown up with a family and a workaholic. He’s forgotten what it’s like to be a kid and is ready to send his daughter to boarding school to raise her properly. Then Pooh shows up. Reluctantly, Christopher returns to the 100 Acre Woods. After some extremely hurtful words to Pooh Bear, he finds his inner child. Even though the show is predictable, it hits home. It reminded me of what’s important. Do I stop enough to spend time with my kids or keep rushing from event to event? Do I savor my friendship as much as I should? These stuffed critters were Christopher Robin’s best friends. They love him unconditionally even after years of not seeing him. We need to value and cherish those friends in our life.
Another takeaway in the movie for me was vulnerability. Christopher had never told his wife about these friends from his childhood. Why not? They shaped him. They helped him. They were his world. Once he let her into this part of his life, it reenergized their relationship. When we keep a part of ourselves from those we love, we rob them of fully knowing us. Let’s strive to be vulnerable, even in our silliness. Share that you love eating just the middle of Oreos. (That’s one of mine). Trust a dear one with your love of all things Snoopy. (Another one of mine but it’s obvious to those around me.) Reminisce about your childhood to your sweetheart.
The movie had us in tears. Not for sadness. They were tears for how heartwarming this show is. Both of us needed Kleenex. Tenderness, friendship, love, simplicity, cute stuffed animals and good old-fashioned kindness are the hallmarks of this movie. Enjoy it this holiday with your family and those your love.
Dream Big! Pray Big!
For the word of God is alive and active. – Hebrews 4:12 NIV
Do you believe this? I do. Just this morning I was listening to the sermon from Christian Assembly. I learned something I never knew before. He was sharing from 2 Samuel 9 about Mephibosheth, the son of Jonathan, grandson of King Saul. David invites him to the palace and restores the land of his grandfather to him. I knew that part but what I didn’t know was that he became lame in both feet as they were fleeing. When King Saul and Jonathan died in battle, Saul’s family fled the region. Mephibosheth was only 5 years old and was dropped by his nurse and became lame. This is found in 2 Samuel 4:4.
I have heard this story many times. I even reference in when I teach about David and Jonathan’s friendship. I never knew how Mephibosheth became lame in both feet. God’s word is alive and active. It still teaches. It breathes life into my day.
Have you ever reread a familiar passage but it hits you in a new way? Have you felt stuck and powerless but remember a verse from scripture and suddenly you are empowered? God’s word is alive and active.
If you have never experienced His word in this way, I challenge you to dive in this week. Read the Bible every day this week. A verse a day. A chapter a day. Whatever works for your schedule. See if you can find the passages you read in your daily life. Maybe they will return to you when you need a pick me up in the day. Or you are praying for someone and the verse you read pops into your mind as an offer of hope. Possibly you are going about your normal routine and you feel convicted over something you do regularly. You now see it in a new light because of what you read.
I don’t know how God is going to reach out to you in His word but He will. I know this because God’s word is alive and active. Let it be so in your life.
Dream Big! Pray Big!
Let me set the scene. Standing in line for a ride. Three friends are chatting away oblivious to the fact that there are small children with light sabers standing a few feet away. Eager to catch up on life as we spend the day at Disneyland. The topics range from menopause to our crazy teens to other health issues that face late 40s early 50s women. I can’t imagine what questions we made a few moms answer over corn dogs later that day. “Mommy, what is meno plause?”
Disneyland turned 50 in 2005. I turned 50 this year. Our relationship has changed greatly now that I’m 50. Rides that used to entice me are on my no list. Foods that tempted my palate are no longer even a consideration. Shady trees and benches make me happy.
I went to Disneyland yesterday with 3 incredible friends. One of our dear friends has the ability to sign us in so we get in for free. It’s a real treat. So at least once a year, sometimes twice, we grab whoever is available and head out to the Happiest Place on Earth. I must say, Disneyland still brings joy at any age. The feeling you get when you walk onto Main Street is exhilaration. That has never changed for me.
We headed to our first ride – Star Tours. Because I have had vertigo and get motion sickness, I passed on the ride. I just hung out in line with my friends until the last moment then I exit. I don’t mind. I just want to be with my friends and talk and laugh. We did a lot of that. As we considered the next ride, a few were immediately denied due to neck issues and low back problems. The easy go to is Small World but it’s closed.
We venture to Buzz Lightyear next then onto the Tea Cups. Again a no for me due to vertigo. A no to our other friend who was still recovering from Star Tours. Disneyland is not for wimps. The best part about the Tea Cup ride was watching the two who went on it. They obviously had gotten into a deep discussion in line that continued during the ride. The sat facing one another, turning the wheel to spin the cup and had looks of deep concern on their faces. Their intense conversation lasted until the cup stopped spinning.
As the day progressed, all of our concerns, cares, joys and delights were shared. We never stopped talking. It is the best way to spend a day catching up with a friend. Between the deep conversations there were loud bursts of laughter. We went on nostalgic rides because they didn’t trigger any of our aging issues. The rides were cheesy but hysterical. We laughed at everything.
The magic of Disneyland isn’t the rides. It isn’t the parade or the fireworks (even though they were awesome). The magic of Disneyland is the shared experience. Not only did I get to be a kid and laugh and giggle. I got to divulge my deepest pains and struggles with three amazing women over the course of an entire day. Disneyland as a child vs. Disneyland with kids vs. Disneyland with dear friends are worlds apart. Each season is precious. I am grateful for this season I am sharing with companions who get me and are going through similar life experiences. Thankfully, we got in free due but even if we didn’t, the $150 (or whatever crazy number is it now) would have been worth it. The conversations were invaluable, the laughter brought healing and joy and the memories are forever.
Dream Big! Pray Big!