Pandora keeps me guessing. Every now and then, random rock songs slip into the lineup of Broadway anthems on the Showtunes channel (one of my current faves), and just like that, we’ve gone from Idina Menzel to The Beach Boys.
Specifically, we go to this song from The Beach Boys, which I’ve heard at least ten times in the last few days:
I can’t complain about the mixing of genres, because I really do love this song. (You’ve heard it before, right?) God only knows what I’d be without you say the lyrics, over and over and over. God only knows what I’d be without you. Simple, but effective.
Because somewhere around the fifth time I heard this song last week, I started to think that maybe there’s an opportunity for mindfulness here. If I were going to dedicate this song to someone, whom would I choose? Who are the “God only knows what I’d be without you” folks in my own life?
The choices just kept rolling in.
My folks, for unconditional love for forty-one-plus years.
My husband, for proving that good guys do exist and are interested in me (and for always solving my technology problems).
A doctor of my past, for catching something before it turned into something very very bad.
My writing friend, who encouraged me to take my personal scribblings to a wider audience.
My sister, for a lifetime of laughs that have sustained me through any number of challenges.
A terrific therapist, for helping me finally take on my OCD several years ago.
My kids, for pulling me out of myself and for stretching me in ways that I need to be stretched.
Some key friends over the years, who have helped me sift through all of my questions about faith.
What’s great is that I could keep going and going. But I’ll stop here, because now it’s your turn. Who are the “God only knows what I’d be without you” people in your own life?
If you have a minute, try making a list. It’s a revealing exercise, and — to use a Beach Boys-inspired metaphor — a surefire way to find yourself surfing a tidal wave of gratitude.