With just a few days until Thanksgiving day, my mind turns to the tasks at hand.
I wrote my list of food to prepare, grocery items needed, and made a plan. Wednesday is marked “Cooking Day” in my bullet journal.
Sweet William and I visited Wal-Mart yesterday, filling our baskart with staples for the pantry, while maneuvering around other shoppers with the same agenda. The perishables are on the list for next week so they will be fresh, meaning another day in the food isles.
I anticipate the short trip to my cousin’s house on Thursday where tables will be beautifully set and aromas will greet us at the door. I can’t help but think of those who will not be at the table this year, and my heart longs for them as always.
In the pre-dawn, I sit in my rocker and read the Psalms and other verses, struck anew at the generosity of God through Jesus Christ. Such lavish love poured into my heart. Such amazing grace reconciling me to become a member of God’s the family. Such hope that does not disappoint because the Holy Spirit within me is a deposit and a guarantee of more to come.
How can I not give thanks?
For God has done great things for me, from the small to the gigantic, from the simple cup of strong coffee in the morning to the very breath I take without thought; for shelter, food, and clothing to precious relationships of friends and family that enrich my life; from eyes to see and ears to hear to the beauty of a world created for my enjoyment and comfort; from the privilege of making requests in the very presence of the Holy to miraculous answers to my prayers.
From being an outcast with no hope to being adopted and accepted, blessed and delivered, the promise of a future with Christ forever.
So I will praise my Lord with all that I have. I will sing and make melody. I will write my thanksgiving list, making it thoughtful and lenghty. I will rejoice in answered prayers with my prayer partner on an early morning phone call. I will remember the goodness of God.
And astonishingly, my thanksgiving will please the Father’s heart.
“I will praise God’s name in song and glorify him with thanksgiving. This will please the Lord . . . “