On being thankful...

Be forewarned...more rattling in my brain has contributed to this post so no promises it will make sense.

I've started reading another book.  I'm kinda on a roll lately in being told about awesome books, actually reading them and agreeing that they are awesome.  That doesn't always happen.

I feel like I'm in the third book in a trifecta of books that everyone should read.  They are all inadvertingly connected.  They all address similar issues, but in widely different way.
Kisses from Katie, which I mentioned awhile ago was just a beautiful testament to what God does with someone so humble and willing.   One Thousand Gifts was poetically written, deeply moving to the point of being uncomfortable at times, and profoundly brain changing.  And now, I'm reading 7 by Jen Hatmaker.  Yowza.
So much of these books stems from a place of wanting to be close to God, to be "in commune" with Him, to see his gifts spread out before us, to be Christ-like.  My brain has been winding it's way around the implications this means for my life.  As a life-long Christian, I know these things.  I get it.  I'm just wondering if I REALLY get it??
The brain has settled, for now, very solidly on this idea of "Eucharisteo"  I love it.  It's so simple, yet so powerful. 
I was running on Easter evening (no one was chasing me) and I was listing off thanks as I ran.  What I noticed was that at the end of each "thanks" I mentally added something that made me go, "huh??" 
Here's my train of thought...bear with me...
"For a beautiful town...(cause others don't have that)"
"For the birds chirping...(cause some can't hear that)"
"For beautiful tulips and green grasses...(cause some can't see them)"
"For the ability to run, even if I hate it...(cause some can't and want to)"

See where I'm going with this?  My thanks are totally tied to what others have...or in this case have not.  What good is saying "oh, thank you, thank you" when it's only because I view what I have as better then someone elses circumstances???  Yuck.

I've caught myself M.A.N.Y times doing it.  Yeah, thanks God for X, Y, or Z (cause it's better then what others have to endure, experience, etc.)  So not cool.

Why can't I just be thankful. Period.  Because I "feel" blessed does that make me "more" blessed then others? 
No! 
Should my eucharisteo stem from a place of comparison?  NO! 
It's all there.  For everyone.  In every circumstance. 
Poor. Rich. Blind. Seeing. Mobile. Disabled. Sick. Well.
The blessings are scattered wide.
I want to be thankful.  No comparison.