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I think to thank, it makes me free
To be unfettered and happy.

It looses bonds and brings a smile
To ponder on good things awhile.

And as I write and read and look up the word 'thankfulness' in my concordance, I see the word 'trust' first. And I realize that thankfulness is bound up in trust.
If I do not trust my Lord Jesus with every circumstance in my life, every one, then it is not possible to be thankful, because I am always micromanaging, trying to control circumstances and outcomes.
However, I am reminded to trust, that I do trust.
A dear new reader, Shelley, at "free to be his servant" wrote on her blog about how Moses' mother had to trust God as she prepared the basket to set her baby in, to send him into the unknown of the crocodile infested Nile and whatever future awaited him. Yet she trusted and God more than blessed, in every way.
So I weave a basket too and release my son, and all the circumstances in our lives that we have no control over, and the ones that we do, and I give thanks to the only One who is able to do exceedingly more than we can even ask or think.

"So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in Him, rooted and built up in Him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness."
Col 2:7

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