My daughter asked me on the way to church, “Mom, what are you thankful for?”
I answered, dutifully, “My family.”
She asked, “What else?”
“Hmmm…?” I responded, not really sure what to say, “I am thankful for our home, our church . . . friends who are thousands and THOUSANDS of miles away!” (added with much sarcasm and resentment)
She seemed dissatisfied with my answer.
So I did the typical defensive maneuver and put the monkey on her back, “So Mags, what are you thankful for?”
Without hesitation, “Jesus dying on the cross.”
Feeling two feet tall, the conversation took on a much different tone. Of course, I was thrilled — author of the blog, “Consider Jesus” — and humbled. We found our parking place and walked into church, arm in arm. She went to her meeting with the teens and I went with Phat into the church service.
I must say, as the service went on and the mention of Thanksgiving week, I was still feeling a bit reproved. I could not say the feeling of giving thanks was there. This has been one of the most difficult years of our life. We’ve had some tough years, but THIS year…wow.
So…yeah…I’m struggling in the giving thanks department. But…
I do know what the Word says…so, I will say, without much more hesitation:
I am thankful for God — for ALL He is…the Beginning and the End…and the Redemption in between. We’re living between a rock and a hard place. It feels tight and we feel stuck, but I WILL thank God for being my God. I WILL hold on until the end, knowing He is real.
He has seen the end from the beginning and He told us, it gets better.
I am thankful for God and His perfect plan.
And here’s hoping, tomorrow the “feeling” will come.