On this Thanksgiving Eve, I find myself taking a break, sipping a cozy cup of hot peppermint tea and counting the multitude of blessings in my life (none of which I deserve).
There are far too many to list, but in particular, here are a few things I am thankful for:
1. Restoration. Nothing is ever truly set in stone. Situations that at one time seemed impossible can irrevocably be changed. I am blessed to see broken relationships mended and to experience true peace. Stories are still being written…
2. Good health. After two major health scares in our little family this past spring, all seems to be well. I could never put a price on the peace of mind that comes with health.
3. Family. Immediate and extended. Cliche, but pertinent. I could not have asked for a more loving husband or sweeter daughters. I am blessed to have two incredible parents who love and support me. I have two beloved sisters whom I count as my dearest of friends. I can’t imagine it to be any better (except that maybe we all lived just a little bit closer to each other).
And tomorrow we will all gather around a large, roasted bird, delighting in sweet fellowship, and carrying on as if hardly any time had passed since we last chanced to meet.
And it will be beautiful.
And inevitably too short.
Psalm 100 (The Message)
A Thanksgiving Psalm
sing yourselves into his presence.
3 Know this: God is God, and God, God.
He made us; we didn’t make him.
We’re his people, his well-tended sheep.
4 Enter with the password: “Thank you!”
Make yourselves at home, talking praise.
Thank him. Worship him.
5 For God is sheer beauty,
all-generous in love,
loyal always and ever.