Practicing Gratitude


This is a year to be even more conscientious about practicing gratitude every single day. Counting our blessings, naming each one by one helps to reset thinking and attitude.

Somedays it feels downright hard to come up with a list.

Then the discipline becomes even more important lest despair and darkness take a deeper hold.

Keeping track of all the good that surrounds us – the little delights, the moments of laughter of peace – is even more important this year when limitations are real, constant adjustments have to be maneuvered, and divisions threaten the very fabric of our society.

Those who know me well know that I don’t have a PollyAnna nature.

It takes continual recalibration to see the positive instead of the negative.

Daily I have to ask the Holy Spirit help me to see things correctly, with eternal perspective. To see through eyes of love, patience, kindness, gentleness, goodness. I can’t do these things on my own power.

My selfish nature would love to shut out the world for a few months and use that time pursing fiber arts, especially spinning and weaving, the two fiber activities that I find most conducive to quiet contemplation and prayer.


Because of COVID-19 the days are busier than ever. Without fiber festivals all the spindles that we’d sell during an exhausting, exhilarating two – three days now need to be photographed, the pictures edited, and each one published in our web store, then individually packed and mailed.

I am grateful for the work!

I love the connections with spinners around the world.

I’m grateful for the technology that allows us to work from home.


I am deeply grateful that even when things seem so wrong on various levels, my Creator is with me, comforting and guiding.

There’s a wonderful line in the old hymn, “This is my Father’s World”:

“That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the Ruler yet!”

Grateful for God’s love and goodness, mercy and justice.

Author: Wanda J

I never dreamed my life would be entangled with fiber and the tools used to produce fibery items. When I bought a boat shuttle used in weaving Ed looked at it, decided to make a better one and the rest is history. For a decade he made shuttles, crochet hooks, knitting needles, until his spindles became so popular that he had to devote his time to making them, as well as Walking Wheels. Free time is spent reading, trying to coax food from the ground, and playing in the creek near our place. I love long walks and camping far from crowds. Playing a fiddle beside a stream or with good friends brings sweetness to my soul. Sundays are set aside for worshiping God with our small, Scotts Mills Friends Meeting where I am the preacher. A challenge that God uses to stretch me beyond what I think is possible!

3 thoughts on “Practicing Gratitude”

  1. Wonderful post, Wanda; so timely and true. And yes, that line from the old hymn is PERFECT for right now. I keep breaking out in song, just a line or two from lots of different tunes, when a phrase is brought to mind like that. It helps tremendously with the recalibration.

  2. Every day is a GIFT !
    Extremely grateful for the opportunity to harness the hot water from geothermal vents to heat the house my husband designed and built x especially as the temperatures drop below freezing 🥶
    Thank you for your beautiful writing, encouraging words, and thoughtful reminder to practice gratitude … daily x
    PS Last night the elk were hugging the house ! This morning they were browsing on the potted plants on the deck … ouch broken terra cotta!

    1. Geothermal water for heating one’s house would certainly be gratifying. And gratitude for your husband’s know-how.
      The elk know a warm house, and easy pickings!

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