I AM THANKFUL FOR…
I am thankful for the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have
enough to eat.
I am thankful for the mess I have to clean up after a party, because it means I have been
surrounded by friends.
I am thankful for the taxes I pay, because it means I’m employed.
I am thankful that my lawn needs mowing and my windows need fixing, because
it means I have a home.
I am thankful for the heating bill, because it means I am warm.
I am thankful for the laundry, because it means I have clothes to wear.
I am thankful for the space I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it
means I can walk.
I am thankful for the lady who sings off-key behind me in church, because it
means me I can hear.
I am thankful when people complain about the government, because it means we have freedom of speech.
I am thankful for the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it
means I’m alive.
This one will make you cry..
THE HANDWRITING ON THE WALL-
A weary mother returned from the store,
Lugging groceries through the kitchen door.
Awaiting her arrival was her 8-year-old son,
Anxious to relate what his younger brother had done.
'While I was out playing and Dad was on a call,
T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall!
It's on the new paper you just hung in the den.
I told him you'd be mad at having to do it again."
She let out a moan and furrowed her brow,
"Where is your little brother right now?"
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride,
She marched to his closet where he had gone to hide.
She called his full name as she entered his room.
He trembled with fear-he knew that meant doom!
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved
About the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved.
Lamenting all the work it would take to repair, She condemned his actions and total lack of care.
The more she scolded, the madder she got, Then stomped from his room, totally distraught!
She headed for the den to confirm her fears.
When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart.
It said, "I love Mommy," surrounded by a heart.
Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, With an empty picture frame hung to surround it.
A reminder to her, and indeed to all, Take time to read the handwriting on the wall