I gave it my all today on Thanksgiving, and fell fall short of my record eating.
I know, I know. Gluttony is a sin; and I have to admit that on this one day of the year, I eat too much. Most people do. I won’t make excuses; I’ll just admit it and we’ll go on from there, ok?
Plenty of good eats to go around; Mom, brother Bob, sis-in-law Nan, niece Amie, and the Davis clan on Walker St. sat down to a LARGE spread. We missed bro Ron, chief typist for CHATTER, and his family. Perhaps at Christmas we can all get together at Bob’s new home here in Marceline.
After giving thanks to God for our meal, we each said one blessing that we’ve had from this past year. Mine was, very simply, having Jeannie as my wife. She has indeed been a Godsend, and has stood by me through the calling I have received to God’s ministry as a lay speaker. The Lord knew that I needed her love and support for this humbling servanthood season in my life.
Yes, there is so much to be thankful for.
And as another year has gone by, and Christmas approaches once again, my thoughts are drawn more and more to that lowly manger scene some 2,000 years ago, where our Lord and Savior arrived here on Earth. No worldly trumpets heralded His arrival; the Christ Child was born amidst lowing cattle and braying donkeys. Yet, He came here for one specific purpose; to be the only sacrificial Lamb for all of us. He came into this filthy, stinking, and perverse world to save our souls from eternal damnation. And the most wondrous aspect of this is that all we have to do is accept and believe.
It’s amazing when you think of that total, unconditional love He has for us. And it makes you stop and take a step back and be thankful for what we have. It might not be much, but we could have been born into much lowlier estates.
Like Christ was.
So, while I was watching my family eat around the table, I silently gave thanks for the love I was witnessing on this Turkey Day in 2005.
What a blessing it was to have my family together again.