June 12, 2019


Gary Thomas — 

Nicolas Rolin frolicked, adulterized, gambled, and even murdered his way through the fifteenth century until he looked mortality in the face and realized he was going to die sooner rather than later. Given that he had broken every one of the Ten Commandments at least once, the prospect of facing God terrified him.

A priest told him his only chance was a generous act of charity, so Rolin built one of the first public hospitals in the world, located in Beaune, France. Each bed held two patients. These beds weren’t particularly large by modern standards, about the size of what we’d call a twin bed today. As I looked at them while touring the hospital, I was a bit grossed out by the thought of lying so closely to another sick person but, in fact, the hospital soon discovered they had to recruit the meanest, most cynical nun they could find to stand guard at the door to keep people out.


Many people started faking illnesses just so they could sleep on a bed, even if that meant sharing close air space with a disease-breathing bedmate.

In the fifteenth century, beds as we know them today were relatively rare. You slept on straw, on the ground, perhaps on a blanket. Sleeping on a bed felt luxurious, even if you had to share it with an ill stranger.

As one who travels about a hundred nights a year, I’ve slept in more beds than I can count. Usually I’ll request a new room if I’m placed next to the elevator or the ice machine, both of which attract a lot of noise. But following my return from France (and a tour of the historic hospital in Beaune), I stepped out of an elevator in Saskatoon and saw my room sandwiched between the elevator and an ice machine.

One month before, I would have muttered to myself, “I have to sleep in a bed by the elevators across from an ice machine?” Instead, this time my attitude was entirely different: “I get to sleep in a bed by the elevators across from an ice machine!”

For most of human history, beds have been an unparalleled luxury, not to mention warm showers and climate-controlled rooms. We are so spoiled in this day that it’s nearly impossible not to take for granted what once would have been considered extreme luxury.

And thus we become hyper-intolerant of the smallest inconveniences.

When you’re disappointed in your marriage, heart-broken over one of your children, or frustrated in your employment, it’s easy to forget how luxurious the rest of our lives are compared to the ninety percent of earth’s inhabitants who have gone before us. I believe we could endure a few more disappointments in life a little bit better if we asked God to open our eyes to the blessings we’ve become accustomed to.

We pray as if happiness depends on getting what we don’t have but want. In reality, happiness is often about learning to be thankful for what we already have and appreciating the things we take for granted that would have astonished our ancestors.

This morning, as I wrote, I heard several sounds: a washing machine spinning its final cycle. Air-conditioning clicking on when the house temperature inched above seventy-three degrees. A toilet flushing in the background. Any one of these three modern conveniences would have revolutionized the lives of common people up until the last century or so. Their invention would have been the talk of the town. Today, we complain if one spouse leaves a sock on the floor, we fight over where the thermostat should be set, and we yell at the kid who forgot to flush.

See the difference? Instead of being grateful for these luxuries, we fight over the new circumstances they set up!

One of the biggest determiners of how happy you are is whether you think more about what you already have that makes life so comfortable and wonderful, or whether you obsess over the one or two things you lack that make life feel a little less comfortable.

The same principle applies to marriage and parenting. If I stop asking God to change my spouse and instead spend time thanking God for the many qualities I have learned to take for granted, I will become much happier in my marriage. If I pause to mention to God the graces he displays in my children rather than always praying about the one or two things I wish he’d “improve” in them, I’m going to have much more joy in parenting and offer much more love to my children.

For the Christian, thanksgiving isn’t just a lifestyle and a commitment; it’s also a command: “Give thanks in everything, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus” (1 Thess. 5:18).

My relationship with God began to change when I began keeping a list of all the marvelous things he is and does as evidenced in Scripture. Instead of trying to browbeat him into doing one more thing I thought mattered, I began spending more time thanking him for what he has already done and for who he already is.

And then I did the same for my wife. The year Cherish came out I kept a daily journal of Lisa’s excellent character qualities and acts of kindness, with a view toward giving it to her at Christmas. It was a gift to me as much as it was to my wife, as it made me a much happier husband who feels blessed rather than disappointed.

Here’s what I’ve found: when I’m consistently thankful for what I’ve already received, joy overflows, happiness reigns, and contentment covers me from morning to night. I enjoy what I already have that much more and am able to endure what I don’t yet have with a little more patience.

Thanksgiving may be a one-day holiday in the United States and Canada, but in the Christian world it should be a way of life, one that will usher us into a new way of thinking, and a new sense of well-being with God, our spouse (or lack of one), and our children.

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15 responses to Beds!

  1. Thank you for this great article. I have picked words of wisdom and encouragement. I set out this year to be thankful and this has encouraged me to keep going and not give up being thankful always.

  2. Thank you Gary. I am happy to read this because am aware of God’s blessings in my life. Even when things are upside down, my God is still my God. He cannot lie because He is not a man.

  3. Great article!! Absolutely true. Sacred Marriage encouraged to get married. It’s been good but got even better as we have been reading “Cherish” together. Blessings!!

    • Thank you Jill. I love hearing that! I do think the two books complement each other like that.

  4. Alan Ericksen June 12, 2019 at 7:43 pm

    Thanks much. Excellent. We’re all very blessed. Much more than just food and raiment, as Bible says is minimum to make us content.

  5. Love this!! Thank you!

  6. If there is one ungrateful person in this world it is me. I have not appreciated my husbands act of kindness for so long. This has come at the right time. Thank you for being a vessel in God’s hands.

  7. Manwithoutamap June 12, 2019 at 10:04 am

    As an Army Veteran, and a traveling superintendent, I have slept just about everywhere imaginable. I like to tell the stories of the times I slept in a cardboard box because it was better than sleeping on the ground during Desert Storm, or just leaned up against a tree in a torrential downpour. I am also very picky about my room when I am traveling (top floor at the end of a hall).

    While I am very appreciative of my own bed, I have to admit that I am nowhere near grateful enough in many areas of my life, and thankfully for the reminder.

  8. Yenise Fernandez June 12, 2019 at 9:48 am

    I too spent all of 2018 keeping a journal of all my husband’s one million and one daily acts of love and generosity. I presented it through teary eyes at Christmas in front of our adult married children and others. It was a sacred moment, and yes, you are right. It’s almost impossible to gripe about someone when you are consistently focused on all the good they do. As an added bonus, we read an entry every day as a couple, and we crack up at how non-stop my husband can be. (Our daughter had a baby, and he slept with four dogs for three nights because they have separation anxiety and she and her husband were in the hospital!) The greatest blessing, however, has been my husband repeatedly reminding me that he is not exceptional, but rather, he is only being/doing what any husband/father should do. Honestly, over our 32 year marriage I have realized that he is easy to love, and I am grateful. Blessings~

  9. Lindsey Pennella June 12, 2019 at 8:24 am

    Excellent as always sir! A great reminder that thankfulness should be on the tip of our tongues! I LOVE the journal you kept for Lisa. What a tremendous gift you gave her!

  10. Omg I needed to hear this today! I am going to try my best to be more thankful in my life. I have been dwelling on a few things about my husband that really annoy me when there are so many things to be grateful for. It made me think that I am actually very lucky to have a man that cares for me in many ways. I have also been worried about my adult daughter who suffers with some anxiety and is thinking about homeschooling her children. I have been worried that she is not up to the task, instead I should be thankful that she is so concerned about her children’s well being that she is willing to make this sacrifice for them. The article was a good reminder for me. Thank you so much.

  11. A great perspective regarding exercising gratitude and choosing to focus on our blessings rather than disappointments in life, especially as it pertains to the people in our lives that can rub us the wrong way at times. Thanks!

  12. Wow. Thank you for sharing. Passing this along to friends. What a beautiful way to remind us to be more (consciously) thankful to our good, good Father.

  13. Yes! Thanks for the stirring reminder.