Thursday, August 7, 2008


Thursday, August 7, 2008
"It's my pleasure."

I tell you when I hear those words, something changes in my core. I feel transported to a luxurious vacation with cherished memories of wonderful spa treatments. I feel doted on and served. There is something utterly pleasing about those words.

I was taking my biggest little man to his favorite lunch spot the other day and twice I was told it was a 'pleasure' to serve me. Let me tell you, a change came over me. That got my attention. Three simple little words. I was not at a five star resort, nor was I getting a primo massage. So it got me thinking (as most things do)...

We simply don't have enough pleasure in our lives these days and we certainly don't give it! I declare that there must be more pleasure--in even the smallest things we do. Start simple and tell someone something pleasurable. Let me know what happens.

"At thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore." Ps. xvi. 11.

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