My senior boy spends much of his days outside of chores, school, sports, church, and the moments at his home with his real parents at his other two homes---those of his close friends (Thank you Days and Luksanders). As most parents of teen boys, we joke about how they eat us out of house and home. The thought gripped me that my grown boy takes up their couch and parking space because they feed him. We all know that if you feed a stray, they will stay a while (emoticon wink).
On deeper level, I know my son would not stay at anyone's home just for the physical food. He gets fed too well at his homestead. But these homes feed him on a deeper level. I haven't asked him, but I would guess that beneath the allowing him to play video games and watch endless sports, he senses they want him there, they care for him, and he feels comfortable and safe. Are there any better feelings in your day or world to want?
The thought just slammed into my chest with the entire power that gratitude can have that there are SO many people that feed him and us, and I want to write a blog about that. I want to hear other people's uncensored thoughts about those people they feel fed them when they were hungry. When I think of my own life, I know there are so many moments of being fed. I could make a list blog, but doesn't it maybe feed others' souls when they hear gratitude stories, which reminds them of the table of plenty that is prepared also for them?
For me, I imagined the joy of floating in the pool with my close friends (I only risk being in a bathing suit in front of close friends), or watching from the football or basketball or baseball bleachers, or manning the football concession stand, or coaching volleyball, or sitting in the lounge chair at my parents---- sharing the story of those people and moments that fed us.
We have these moments of gratitude that suddenly grasp our hearts and make them smile, but do we express them? Do we release the caged bird to sing or the fluttering butterfly to share their beauty? Do we release those words in our heart to describe how someone fed us a morsel or a full course meal that filled our soul? As I reiterated to my friend Michael Linser yesterday, the power of the song he chose to share with his school the other day was in its words---"It's all about the words!"
I may just make that wordy list for a few blogs, but really I would like to hear yours. If you cannot figure out how to comment with your words of being fed at the bottom on my blog by choosing anonymous (be sure to leave your name after your writing), then leave your words on FB or a message on FB or even an email to me. Your words may just feed someone else. What menu we would be creating. A place of filling food choices of thankful.
Writing these no-calorie, gluten free, organic words may just be what you need to fill you up today. And certainly they will be a delectable dessert to me. Let's have our cake and eat it too!
Burp and thank you ahead of time. ---Cherie