November 27, 2019
“Thanksgiving is a time of togetherness and gratitude.”
There will be no Daily published until next Monday. We are going to spend time enjoying our Thanksgiving holiday.
Tomorrow is our day of thankfulness in my country. Each year on Thanksgiving Day we join with friends and family to feast and express our appreciation for all we have. Many will also enjoy local events, such as parades, sporting events, festivals and more. We have been invited to enjoy a Thanksgiving lunch with a good friend and his family and tomorrow afternoon we will join with many of our family to enjoy a shared meal.
We have had a few health problems in the past year, we also have adjusted to our move to a senior independent living community. I am thankful that we survived the setbacks and am grateful for how good our lives are these days. In our sixty-six years of marriage I don’t think there has ever been a time when we needed each other more and I am grateful that we still have each other.
Yes, we have much to be thankful for and I am sure you do as well. I am also grateful to so many of you who allow me into your lives each day. So my friends I hope your days will be as good as mine will be, see you next week.
James T. Atkins
I could list the gifts I’m thankful for and write until next week.
My health, my eyes, my darling wife, granddaughter’s rosy cheeks.
Treasured friends, that If I called, would say, “I’m on my way.”
A precious mother, that lucky me, turns eighty-one today.
Children I’m so proud of, sisters that make me smile,
little ones that call me Pops; my list could reach for miles.
A soldier in some foreign place, assuring liberty for me,
a sunny sky, a frosty morn, a blue-green shimmering sea.
I’m thankful that in this land I love, we’re free to disagree,
where we aspire to so much more than mediocrity.
I keep this mental list of gifts and add to it each day,
like God’s unique and precious love, whose patience never sways.
A similar list, I know you have, so think on that awhile,
and be thankful, friends, that everyday our gifts outweigh our trials.
“Give thanks not just on Thanksgiving Day, but every day of your life. Appreciate and never take for granted all that you have.”
A Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good Samaritan, in which a man was beaten, robbed and left for dead.
She described the situation in vivid detail so her students would catch the drama. Then she asked the class, “If you saw a person lying on the roadside all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?”
A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, “I think I’d throw up!”
Views expressed by husbands are not necessarily those of the management.
A golfer was having trouble lining up a shot. “Please, God, let me make a birdie on this hole,” he said.
A nearby stranger walked up to him and whispered, “If you give up one quarter of your sex life, you will make this shot.”
Figuring it wouldn’t make a big difference, the golfer said “OK.” He made the shot for birdie.
A little while later, he was having trouble on another hole. “Please, let me make this for eagle” he said.
Again, the stranger stepped up to him and said, “If you give up another quarter of your sex life, you will make eagle.”
“OK” the golfer said, and made the shot for eagle.
On the last hole, the golfer needed one shot for eagle to win. The stranger again stepped up and said “If you give up the second half of your sex life, you will make eagle to win.”
“OK,” the golfer said, and made his shot for eagle, winning the round.
As he was walking back to the clubhouse, the stranger walked up beside him and said, “I think I should inform you that I am the Devil, and from now on you will have no sex life.”
The golfer turned to him, smiled, and said, “Nice to meet you, my name is Father O’Malley!”
Happiness is the delicate balance between what one is and what one has.
– F. H. Denison
A woman in her late 80s decides to move to Miami. As part of her preparations, she goes to see her doctor to get all of her charts. The doctor asks her how she is doing, and she gives him the litany of complaints: “This hurts,” “That’s stiff,” “I’m tired and slow” and so on.
“You have to expect things to start deteriorating,” the doctor says sympathetically. “After all, who wants to live to 100?”
The woman looks him straight in the eye. “Anyone who’s 99.”
Support bacteria – they’re the only culture some people have.
As US tourists in Israel, a man and his wife were sitting outside a Bethlehem souvenir shop, waiting for fellow tourists. An Arab salesman approached them carrying belts. After an impassioned sales talk yielded no results, he asked where they were from.
“America,” the husband replied.
Looking at her dark hair and olive skin, the Arab responded. “She’s not from the States.”
“Yes I am.” said the wife. He looked at her and asked. “Is he your husband?” “Yes.” she replied.
Turning to the husband, he offered….. “I’ll give you 100 camels for her.” The husband looked stunned, and there was a long silence. Finally he replied, “she’s not for sale.”
After the salesman left, the somewhat indignant wife asked her husband what took him so long to answer, to which the husband replied, “I was trying to figure out how to get 100 camels back home.”
For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.
A lady golfer visits a driving range to tone up before a game. She is about to drive her first ball off the mat when she notices the man next to her. “Pardon me, sir” she said. “You are aiming in the wrong direction – back towards the golf shop.”
“Oy! – tanks for dat. Vitout you, I vouldn’t know. I’m blind.”
He then turned around and started hitting out into the range. After a few minutes, he asked the lady how he was doing.
“Not bad.” she answered. “Most of your shots are straight and fairly long. Only a few of them are slicing.”
“Tanks, again, Miss. ” he replied. “Vitout you telling, I vouldn’t know dese tings.”
A few shots later, he inquired again. “Do you mind I should ask a poisonal qvestion?”
“Not at all,” she replied.
“I don’t do vell vit the ladies. Am I ugly or fett?”
“You’re quite presentable,” she replied. “I don’t think that should be a problem.”
Smiling now, he exulted, “Vat a relief. I vas always afraid to ask. Again, I got to tank you.”
He was about to hit another ball when the girl interrupted him. “Do you mind if I give you a bit of advice?” she asked.
“Vit gladness. All the help you got I vill take.” He answered.
“Lose the Jewish accent.” she replied. “You’re Chinese.”
“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
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