Your words…

Here is what I have seen to be good: it is appropriate to eat, drink, and experience good in all the labor one does under the sun during the few days of his life God has given him, because that is his reward.  Ecclesiastes 5:18

My words…

I work a lot. I have several bosses (none of which is me). Many days there is work waiting for me when I get home. You work, too. Every day, all day. You know what it means to work hard and long. I’m not sure about King Solomon, though. The wealthy son of a king, surrounded by servants. Yet he, in his wisdom bestowed by You, finds it good for workers to kick back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. I do that, but I don’t do it correctly. I don’t give the proper recognition and thanks to the source of my enjoyment: You.

So today I acknowledge You as the creator of all that I find to smile at and laugh about: a baby’s wobbly first step; the kind of thunder that rattles my insides; the loud, complicated song of a small bird; a calm spirit which allows for restful sleep; the simplicity of cheese melted on bread; a field of sparkling snow on a sunny day; a hug from one of my kids; the crash of waves at my feet; baby animals; little league; the cool breeze floating through my window at night; a well-written novel; sharing funny memories with a friend; a clever play-on-words; the sweet strains of children singing; my husband’s incessant teasing; the way my couch feels after a long day of work. I could go on and on, but You already know the remainder of the list. Each of these enjoyments is a gift to me from You. And when I remember that, especially at the time it is happening, the enjoyment multiplies exponentially. That is Your spirit at work. I am so very grateful that You work all the time!