Yesterday, I was on my computer (messing about) when I decided to look up something on Google. The thing I enjoy about that particular search engine (in addition to the copious amount of information one has access to because they basically rule the world) are the occasional surprises.
So it was with a smile I noticed the "preschool project" inspired turkey now attached to the Google logo. As a former teacher, I helped many a small child create that particular iconic image using a hand, crayons, and construction paper.
What made this Google Turkey fun is that it's interactive. You can click on it's head to change it's chapeau or give it hair. You can tap on its feet to change the shoes. If you click on the side wing it goes into this crazy roulette wheel of animation before settling on it's own choices.
Such a simple, silly thing which still makes me giggle to think about.
When I think of gratitude and thankfulness I think of the little things which give me pleasure. There are so many little things in life which are gifts if we take the time to notice.
It's easy to be thankful for the big, noticeable stuff. The little stuff can be easy to miss.
Thanksgiving has become (for many people) nothing more than a day to eat turkey (or as in my case "tofurky"), watch football, and create a strategy for hitting the most stores before 6AM on Black Friday. In fact, there are many people who simply call it "Turkey Day". Much like Christmas, the day has become synonymous with the commercialization which makes us complain even as we stand in line to take advantage of the "amazing sales".
This year I want to stop, take a breath, and remember those little things which God provides every day. Opportunities to smile, cheer, sigh, think thoughts, express opinions or be creative. I want to giggle at stupid things (like digital turkey dress up games). And yes, I want to appreciate (remember, glean the lessons) the difficult times which afford me the need to cry, shake my fist, grow through the (painful) changes. I want to see beyond the turkey which has come to represent something—shallow.
Oh Lord, help me to always see those seemingly insignificant moments and be grateful for this gift called life.