Happy Thanksgiving Dennis and my extended TB family!
I wrote this to our Almighty Creator this morning and wanted to share to remind everyone to thank God for more than just the food today!
Another day with You, Almighty Father, except the word Thanksgiving is stamped on it. Families get together, cook way too much food and are supposed to be reminded that in all things we are to give thanks to You. I’m praising Your Son for giving me His Holy Spirit that since Jim’s death, has had me in the practice of thanking You daily, but many humans don’t get this blessing so they must be reminded at least once a year to do so.
As I sit here at Your desk, drinking Your coffee, wearing Your pajamas, typing on Your laptop, I am very thankful for, not only all You have provided me with, (which compared to other people around the world, I have excess), I am humbly thankful for You loving me first; for including me in Your heard; for Your Son’s Life, for Christ’s Holy Spirit; for Your Word that can bring me to tears, make me laugh out loud, or convict me to the depth of my soul; for the breath I take which is no small chore when You know I smoke; for the way You constructed our bodies to function which surpasses the greatest artists in the world, even as we age function on stop-start-basis; for replacing my earthly husband as my Bridegroom and never leaving my side; for the godly friends and family You have put in my life; for all the pets You have given me that gave me earthly examples of unconditional love; for helping me try to see people through Your eyes as lost souls rather than innately evil and to pray for them; for getting through (so far) the evil that has been planned for us which has made me wiser and more prepared, at least for covid emergencies; for the picturesque view You allow me out Your living room window, reminding me every day how You are there, turning the seasons with windy, blustery days, sunny and grey days and I am very thankful for those cold, chilly days that someone is burning leaves. I have read of the many incenses You liked burned to You but it would be so wonderful if You could have an incense that resembles burning leaves when we get to heaven.
The sights, the smells, the textures I can feel; I am very thankful for all that. The older I get I am aware and thankful for regular bowl movements. You fill this house Abba, as You should because it’s all Yours. I think of the many people You have sheltered under this roof and who You will shelter next after I am gone. I thank You for the trials and pain I have experience that not only made me cling closer to you, but has softened my heart. As much as it pains me to see, I am thankful for being here to see our country dive down to a level of depravity I had never known because this has not only quickened my prayers and deepened my sorrow, but made me yearn for my heavenly home all the more.
As Your turkey breast sits drying out in the fridge for tomorrow’s meal, I am thankful You will join me in either a spaghetti or soup dinner tonight. I am not alone. I have the Great I Am with me. What an honor and privilege for someone who has done nothing to deserve Your presence! I am blessed beyond measure and will continue to praise You Lord, with all my inmost being.