Several years ago, a sister gifted me the book, “Think Good Thoughts of a Pussycat” by George Booth.
If you’re not a cat person, you might find it impossible to think good thoughts of kittens and cats. In fact, many people find it impossible to think good thoughts about the people, places and things in our lives
At 6 weeks old, she lost her sight from ointment her physician erroneously applied to her eyes in an attempt to cure a cold. Six months later, her father died. We don’t have to wonder what Fanny Crosby’s thought life was like because she was outspoken about her circumstances. She wrote her first poem at age eight which described her condition.
O what a happy soul am I although I cannot see I am resolved that in this world contented I will be How many blessings I enjoy that other people don’t to weep and sigh because I am blind I cannot and I won’t
She later stated, “It seemed intended by the blessed providence of God that I should be blind all my life, and thank Him for the dispensation. If perfect earthly sight were offered me tomorrow, I would not want to accept it. I might not have sung hymns to the praise of God, if I had been distracted by the beautiful and interesting things around me.
Fanny chose how she thought about the people, places and things in her life. The difficult and seemingly impossible good thoughts. Having memorized the entire Bible, she likely repeated Philippians 4:8 to herself over and over again.
Philippians 4:8 Finally Brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things arenoble (worthy of respect), whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy, meditate on these things.
Thinking on such things is not an end in itself, but preparation for purposeful action.
Fanny Crosby chose her thoughts...and her life was contented and full with purpose. Not to mention her action of writing over 9000 hymns!
You still might find it impossible to think good thoughts of a pussy cat today, but perhaps this poem or verse will help and encourage the rest of your thoughts!
“The secret is Christ in me, not me in a different set of circumstances.”
“Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing”
The Law of the Lord Is Perfect
To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.
19 The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above[a] proclaims his handiwork. 2 Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. 3 There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard. 4 Their voice[b] goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun, 5 which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber, and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy. 6 Its rising is from the end of the heavens, and its circuit to the end of them, and there is nothing hidden from its heat.
7 The law of the Lord is perfect,[c] reviving the soul; the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple; 8 the precepts of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart; the commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes; 9 the fear of the Lord is clean, enduring forever; the rules[d] of the Lord are true, and righteous altogether. 10 More to be desired are they than gold, even much fine gold; sweeter also than honey and drippings of the honeycomb. 11 Moreover, by them is your servant warned; in keeping them there is great reward.
12 Who can discern his errors? Declare me innocent from hidden faults. 13 Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins; let them not have dominion over me! Then I shall be blameless, and innocent of great transgression.
14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.