All the things I am thankful for can be scaled from big and eternally significant to very minute.
The first one is not a “thing” but I am so thankful for “my” God. The better I know Him, the closer I want to be to Him. He is SO big that He can be “mine” as well as the personal God of every other person that accepts Him without exceptions. He is SO great!
On the little end, I am thankful for garage door openers.
“Yeah right,” you say.
“They are great,” I respond.
In Argentina, when we left the garage one of us had to slide the large iron gate open (like a pocket door) and then close it and lock it.
In Bolivia, we had two big gates that opened like French doors, it was a challenge to keep in the rambunctious dogs who were mad about getting out. There were often strong winds blowing dirt or rain to contend with as well.
In the USA, we park in a garage and push a button to open the door. That was super until I lost the garage door opener. I bought a new one. Then I ask, “How do you make the new opener “talk” to the machine that operates the door”? Fortunately, the manufacturers thought of that option and programed the machine for that too. David figured it out in a few minutes with the instruction book.
Okay, I have lived overseas a long time, but among all the great blessings that I enjoy, I am thankful for garage door openers.
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