When you were a kid, when you caught fireflies and put them in a jar. When you ran in the dark barefoot without any fear. When you never cared what you looked like...and if you thought you did you never really knew.
When your siblings were your besties; when your Mamma had to drag you in from the outdoors. When you always got soaked (hose or pool or water balloon or ocean or cup of ice water take your pick). When you loved to dance; when you smiled. And laughed at everything.

When you cried and ice cream made you feel better. When a band-aid with a cartoon face eased the pain. When staying up late was 10:00 p.m. When Saturday mornings were special because of pbs kids.




Your not so different now; your flowers in your hair might be a little more open than closed, and the fireflies might turn into starlight. The late day goes till 2, and your Mamma might have to drag you out rather than in. Your smile takes longer to dimple. And your favorite show comes on at 10:00.

But through all of this...your thankful. Because God always had and has his hand over it all.

Your life is just budding; and how beautiful it's been so far.
Without the thorns, what is a rose, and without pruning the next bud cannot bloom.

Do you remember when you used to catch fireflies?

Do you feel the need to be more thankful (I do)?