I know it sounds cheezy. When I first read it I thought of Mary Poppins and her spoonful of sugar. Or something a purple dinosaur would say. Or Oprah. But then I tried it.
In the last 8 hours I've thanked God for a quiet house that was scaring the h-e-doublehockeysticks out of me. I ended up having some pretty cool time at home alone. This morning I was missing my kids. Then I told God I was grateful for Ethan's laugh, Allie's wackiness, Evan's hugs and Ellis'...well his Ellisness. He's gonna love that new word.
The point is, I feel better. I'm talking to God and He's listening. It's not a huge thing. It's not going to make everything perfect. It really doesn't change anything. Except for maybe me.
Try it. You'll like it.
14And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.15Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.