I’ve always been a “cup is half-full” kinda gal. I can usually find plenty of things to be thankful for even in the midst of a bad day. But sometimes, we don’t even realize how paramount a blessing is until we lose it.
Take health, for instance. You can lose a lot in life, but if you lose your health, suddenly even the simplest pleasures elude you. This year I was quite ill for more than eight weeks and I can tell you, at times just the act of breathing unimpeded was miraculous. Be thankful for health.
Life. Life is so very precious, and yet so easy to take for granted. We always assume another day, another time and place we will have the opportunity to do such-and-such. Take every day and make it special. Candles on the table at dinner. A walk holding hands. This year our family was given another gift of life in baby Vaughn McCrae. Another opportunity to change the world. Another boy to grow into a man. What a treasure life is.
Simple joy. Choosing to smile or laugh instead of be overcome by frustration. Choosing to not allow the enemy to steal even a minute of pleasure. Choosing to sing instead of cry. Having joy can be a choice. Even if it is just a choice to believe that our current trying circumstances will all work together to bring us joy.
The things I am most grateful for this year are silent whispered prayers of gratitude for answers I pleaded God for and He has been faithful to provide. The things I am most grateful for are things I took for granted and now see through new eyes. The treasures I am most definitely infinitely thankful for are the answers to prayers I barely knew how to utter. But He is faithful. He is gracious. He answers prayer and He rescues us many times before we even knew how close we came to drowning.
This Thanksgiving, I am most grateful for the sustaining, overcoming, all powerful love of Jesus that rescues, redeems, and restores anything and everything we put into His nail scarred hands.