I began by thinking of the simple, everyday blessings we take for granted. But the more I give thanks for, the more things and people come to mind….
The first twenty……
I’m thankful for bananas in my local store. They were picked green in some Caribbean country and shipped here in refrigerated containers, unloaded in New Orleans and then trucked to Mac’s Freshmarket down the street. I am so blessed.
I’m thankful for crunchy peanut butter. Wonder if George Washington Carver thought of leaving crunchy peanuts in the butter he invented.
I’m thankful for a faucet I can turn and hot water comes out. The first eighteen years of my life we did not have that.
I’m thankful for a bed. Nothing rejuvenates a weary body like a good night’s rest. And I have a king-sized one. Am I blessed or what?