A Faith Story · Everyday Stories

Happiness is…Friends on the Fridge

I don’t know about you, but I’m not a clear fridge kind of girl.  I have magnets, notes, etc. on there.  And pictures. 

I recently did the yearly rotation of photos, replacing the old ones with the updated shots folks sent during the holidays.  As I was standing in the kitchen yesterday I looked at the fridge…and smiled.  And it struck me – happiness is having people on my fridge. 

Of course, it’s not about how many photos or prayer reminder cards or holiday greetings I can accumulate to populate the surface of my fridge.  But it is about what all of that signifies.  I have people who matter to me enough that I want to see their smiling faces every day.  And I matter enough to them to include me in the distribution of hard copy photos and cards in a time when sending something in the mail is the exception instead of the rule.  I have people to love and people who love me. 

I have such a sense of gratitude when I think about that.  How incredibly valuable are quality relationships in life?! I hope that when I see those photos now I won’t just think of those people, but will also remember to say a prayer of thanks for all of the wonderful people in my life.

“I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers.”
Ephesians 1:16

One thought on “Happiness is…Friends on the Fridge

  1. this is hilarious….i just did the exact same thing!! i LOVE all my pics on my fridge too 🙂 i smiled through your post because i feel the same way! i enjoy reading your posts….great way to stay connected with old friends!

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