How can I be more purposefully thankful, especially in this season of intentional gratitude?
I'm so thankful for this brief moment of quiet and calm, when I'm able to reflect upon the day and the riches bestowed upon us.
Here I stand at my kitchen sink, looking out at the darkness, listening to the hum of my blender, the whirl of the washing machine, the faint chirp of crickets, and the distant sound of our baby's bedtime musical turtle playing a familiar tune.
Although by American standards I would not consider us “rich”, I believe we are wealthy beyond belief. We have been given much, we work hard, and the Lord has never left us wanting in any way.
Yesterday we when drove by our local hospital, my three-year-old son quietly said, “There's the hospital I was sick at.” Tears welled up in my eyes, as they often do now when I pass that place and see the parking lot filled.
“Yes, that's where you were,” I said. “Let's pray for the people there who aren't well enough to be out here like us.”
We prayed, remembering our suffering with Nehemiah's tick-borne illness earlier this year, thinking of the suffering and those who care for and love them.
There is a story to each car in that hospital parking lot — we are so mindful of that now. And we are thankful for the outcome of our baby's illness.
Thankful for My Blessings
I am thankful to have children to love, to suffer at the hands of being a mother to my children, and to glow at the blessing of their very presence — most days. 😉
I am a sinner, imperfect in my mothering; yet I've been blessed six times by that split-second moment when I learned that life was within in my womb — blessed five times now to have carried that life to fruition, to labor it into the world, and bear all the joys and burdens of caring for that life, once here.
I cannot imagine anything otherwise — not the agonizing pain of losing a child or living without the opportunity to bear my own children.
I watch others in my life as they also carry this burden, with pain and triumph, integrity and whole-hearted devotion to our Lord. And I am humbled.
In moments of difficulty, I am prone to hurrying too quickly from one moment to the next, blind to their truths and blessings.
When I stop, in moments like these, I am able to see more clearly.
I am blessed. I ought to be more thankful.
The Lord bestows good upon those who seek Him with all their heart — maybe not in their timing, but perfect in His.
Our lives have a purpose and a goal: living a life worthy of the cross.
Do we whisper thankfulness only to scream for more in the next breath?
Thankfulness should be born, not out of a holiday reminder, but the life-giving fact that apart from the grace of God, we would have, and be, nothing.
This Thanksgiving, as we gather around our tables, may we reflect on “what is unseen, for that which is seen is only temporary, but that which is unseen is eternal”.
What are you thankful for, not only today, but everyday? May you have a blessed Thanksgiving.
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