Thankful
04/11/11 12:00
Thankful
I am sorry to be a little late posting my blog. I have truly been running around like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. In the hustle and bustle of what is my life, I had an interesting revelation this past week. I was in Branson following a car from out of state that was going too slow and looked to be weaving on the road. When I finally was able to get around the car, I noticed that the person in the passenger seat was excitedly taking picture of the area we were driving through. I realized that I was in Branson, Missouri, the center of family value fun and one of the most beautiful places on earth. The little delay gave me pause to reflect on how thankful I am to live where I live. Within 30 minutes of my home; I can go to an opera at Juanita K. Hammons Hall, go deer hunting in a tree stand (erected by Mark Cross), enjoy fishing at Stockton Lake, shopping at the Landing in Branson and on and on. The revelation I got was, on this the first week of Thanksgiving month, I am thankful for where I live and the people that live around me.
I am thankful for you and that you took time to read this blog. I will see you Sunday.
Once again, if you are the first to find a grammatical or spelling error in this blog, I will buy you one of Joy Clapper’s famous drinks at Coffee on the Boulevard. Last week’s winner was Katie Miller.
Thankfully,
Pastor Jim
I am sorry to be a little late posting my blog. I have truly been running around like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. In the hustle and bustle of what is my life, I had an interesting revelation this past week. I was in Branson following a car from out of state that was going too slow and looked to be weaving on the road. When I finally was able to get around the car, I noticed that the person in the passenger seat was excitedly taking picture of the area we were driving through. I realized that I was in Branson, Missouri, the center of family value fun and one of the most beautiful places on earth. The little delay gave me pause to reflect on how thankful I am to live where I live. Within 30 minutes of my home; I can go to an opera at Juanita K. Hammons Hall, go deer hunting in a tree stand (erected by Mark Cross), enjoy fishing at Stockton Lake, shopping at the Landing in Branson and on and on. The revelation I got was, on this the first week of Thanksgiving month, I am thankful for where I live and the people that live around me.
I am thankful for you and that you took time to read this blog. I will see you Sunday.
Once again, if you are the first to find a grammatical or spelling error in this blog, I will buy you one of Joy Clapper’s famous drinks at Coffee on the Boulevard. Last week’s winner was Katie Miller.
Thankfully,
Pastor Jim