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Thankful for Gluesticks and Jesus

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Yesterday (when I wrote this), I compiled a list of things I'm thankful for. This list could go on forever because I could write about everything around me and why I should be thankful. I kind of did do that tough because I should be glad I have so many things.

I'm thankful for...
my Clothing, it's clean, dry, warm, and fashionable.
my Family, this includes my mom, dad, and brother.
my Extended Family, they make me laugh and are fun to be around.
my Grandma, she's sweet and is an interesting person.
the ability to Hear music, animals, and talking.
Snow, it's fluffy, beautiful, and cold.
the ability to Dance and perform private concerts by myself, for myself.
my House, it's warm, safe, clean, dry, furnished, and comfortable
the ability to Laugh, it gives joy in good times and bad. 
the ability to Relax without any real worries.
Food, knowing I have a meal whenever I need and am able to purchase more.
the ability to Read, the Bible, books, and more.
the ability to Learn, it increases my knowledge and my opportunities.
my Bed, which is fluffy and new.
the Sky, it's filled with star, clouds, and imagination.
my Golf Balls, they're colorful and offer hope that I will be able to golf more.
my Stuff, it all brings the hope that after using it once, I'll be able to use it again.
the ability to do Dishes, I have something to use and eat on.
the Printer, I can print and make copies of anything I need.
my Technology, giving me the ability to online shop and learn easily.
Paved Sidewalks, when I walk barefoot I don't step on rocks and other stuff.
my Shoes, my feet are safe and stylish.
a Desk, a place to put my stuff.
Gluesticks, I can make and stick things together. 
my mom's Blue Crystal Vases, their pretty and adorn the house.
my Underwear, it keeps me covered and hygienic.
the Banister, it keeps me from falling down onto the stairs
my Luggage, it means I can take my stuff securely
my Retainer, it moves my teeth.
my Toothbrush, it cleans my teeth and keeps me hygienic.
my Life, I can change it and shows me I still have a purpose to fulfill.
my Crucifix, it comforts me and reminds me of Jesus' love.
my Screensaver, it reminds me of the beauty all around us, even if it's a FedEx truck.
People, they are kind.
the ability to Clean, I have something worth caring for.
Trash, i have the ability to dispose of something knowing I'll be able to get more.
 the Shredder, they are fun.
the ability to Communicate, clearly, respectfully, and easily.
my Mom's Chinese Lamps, they bring back a funny memory.
my Mom's Secretary Desk, it's pretty and was my great grandma's.
the Front Table, it stores stuff.
for my Mind, it sees things in a different light.
Positivity to see Christmas in September.
God, for giving up Jesus and giving multiple chances.
Jesus, for dying for our sins and forgiveness. 
the Holy Spirit, for showing us Jesus and giving Grace in times of need.
Mary, for giving her self , and having Jesus.
Joseph, for raising Jesus, and comforting people.
Gabriel, for comforting Joseph
Elizabeth, she showed and gave us John the Baptist.
my Education for showing me Jesus.
God's Grace for giving me endless opportunities, love, and forgiveness and the ability to grow towards Him.
Jesus's love, I'm undeserving, especially if when I'm a hypocrite and sinner.
Jesus loves me and everyone in the world! Wow.

God Bless!

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