I must admit to you that there are days when I start out to pray and that little impish voice in me will say “but you thanked God for this same thing yesterday, so why should you bother him to thank him all over again?” ![Thankful[1]](https://acookingpotandtwistedtales.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/thankful1.jpg?w=214&h=380)
….And the wiser one in me tells me that “God is never tired of hearing my voice and that I should never forget that he inhabits my praise,” which I can assure you keeps the impish voice sulking in a dark corner and wondering what wise retort to come up with.
Unfortunately for the imp, it always falls short.
Yesterday was my son’s birthday which was also a school day, even though he’s of the opinion that such an important day should be spent eating cake and making merry – which is not a bad idea, however, we struck a good bargain – that boy can negotiate 😉
A bargain that he’ll go to school for classes as usual and also join his mates for their scheduled outing to Ski-Dubai, with the promise that we would have a birthday dinner in the evening and also take him to the theme park to play during the weekend.
For some reason, I wasn’t comfortable with the school outing and my niggling mind led me to pray with them and talk to him about being careful.
By mid-afternoon, the day was running smoothly until my phone rang and it was the school nurse. I detest getting such calls because it’s never something to jump up and down over.
The lady nearly gave me a heart attack! Her slow narration on how some other boy got a bit rough at play with my son and mistakenly hit him in the eye had me chewing my nails in angst. A riot of emotions ran through me. I felt like having bionic powers and hurtling off to the school to grab my child, but a little voice told me to keep calm and thank God.
In relief, I thanked God, for it could have been worse. Asides from a slight redness and puffiness which had gone down, he’s as beautiful as ever.
Which brings me to this point of my story.
Each new day is a present day, a new beginning and the fact that I thanked God yesterday for Grace, Mercy, Favour and hedge of protection over my family, should not make me not to thank him today and tomorrow and the next…
For we are told that when we commit our ways unto the Lord, our paths are established. There’s nothing like too much praise when it comes to the goodness of God.
I hope that there’s something that you are thankful for today.
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@ithankful 🙂
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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I hated those calls. Hey never called to say my child was behaving perfectly or have a good day.
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No they never do. Their call is never good news. Anytime I see their number I hyperventilate
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Loved this! Great connection from the story. Glad your son was ok. If I haven’t told you lately, I really enjoy your blog. Thank you!😃
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Thank you so much Laura. I appreciate your beautiful words. Have a good evening 🙂
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Amen, we can never give God enough praise and thanksgiving. So, happy to read your son is fine and so is his Mama. 🙂
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Yes indeed, we can never give enough not to talk of too much. It really was a relief that he wasn’t seriously injured.
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Glad your son is ok, as it could have been much worse. Isn’t it something, when your intuition gives you a hint, so you can pick up on that, like you did, and say the extra prayer. Wishing him a happy birthday, and fun over the weekend. 🙂
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Thank you Barbara. It’s really something indeed to have these intuitions and I am beginning to learn to listen to them and appreciate them. My regards.
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We can never be too thankful. He renews His tender mercies daily.
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Precisely. Well said my dear 🙂
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Thanks, Jacqueline. Every new moment holds something new to be grateful for, doesn’t it. Loved your message.
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Thank you too Debra. I always enjoy the positive notes of your words 🙂
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And, I enjoy the colors you paint with your words. 🙂
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Grace and Gratitude – the twins that walk hand in hand through our lives .
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So true. They are essential twins 🙂
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I do this too! I feel like i’m talking to much to him like a stalker. -but I have to thank him for every blessing or I feel guilty for the gifts given without appreciation -and I appreciate him so. Even when I’m sick I thank him that I’m not sicker. It makes me feel so much better that you do the same thing. Thanks for sharing.
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I get you completely. It’s important that we retain our hearts of gratitude. Thank you
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Nail biting! I’ve had a few of those calls that turned out to be not much due to prayers, so I know what you mean:)
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I honestly don’t enjoy those calls and I bet no parent does.
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Absolutley!
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I’m so glad your baby boy is okay! Whew!
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It was a nail-biting moment. I am thankful. My regards 🙂
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