Being Thankful
It is amazing to me to see the seasons go by, they seem to
flow one into another. I enjoy them all but now we are heading into the Holiday
Season. What a precious blessing this year is to me. We don’t always stop and
think, “I might not be here next Thanksgiving so let me make sure this is
taking care of”. The next big
event. We are all human, we know life is
going to go from one day to the next. But what if it didn’t? What would life be
without you in it? What would your family be doing without you in it?
As I start the decorating, the cooking, the cleaning, these
things float through my mind. But also, why am I still here? What difference
does it make? The struggles are harder now, not easier. I have burdened my
family more now than ever before. The mountain of bills, the constant help they
have to give me, the things I can’t do without them….some days it is so
overwhelming. There seems to be no end.
Now before you start down the road of “Oh my goodness” you
have to know, things happen in your life and those thoughts float through your
mind. We don’t talk about it, we don’t look at it long, but there are thoughts
that we all keep close to our hearts that tug on our faith, our heart, and
honestly at times our hope. But as those dark, heavy clouds start covering the
sky, I personally cry out and ask the God of all things for the rainbow.
This is why I love seasons, the Holiday season is here! The
rainbow J Things
are slowing down, Olivia is off for Thanksgiving break, Dean is happily
working, he is really enjoying his new job as Minister of Music and I get to
take my time this year. This is the
first time that I ever remember that I am not working. I get to take my time to
cook and decorate. I have time to listen to my daughter.
She is growing into quite a young lady. It amazes me at what
she endures and still is strong and loving and caring. This summer was quite
hard on her and it has taken months for her to work through everything. I didn’t
realize how much I impacted her life. How much she depended on me, or how much
she truly loved me. But, I do now.
If this is the only reason God spared my life, it is worth
it. On Friday, her last day of school, we were discussing things that had gone
on at school. Things she wanted to talk about it. During the conversation she
talks about this character she is developing in her book, how she finally
believed God because she saw God heal this little girl. As she was regaling her
story with all the drama I stopped and just looked at her. It occurred to me
that she was talking about herself. The miracle that she was trying to talk
about was the one about her Mom. So I just asked, “Is that story really about
you and I?” She looked at me sheepishly at first but then bolder and said “yes”.
Mom, I felt like you would be okay, but, when I had doubts I begged God to save
you and He did. When you were getting better, I knew that God was big and was
able. I knew then I could trust him with everything.
I just started crying. There are a lot of things that I was
upset about, how many things that have gotten worse from all of this but at
that moment it was all worth it. It was worth every minute for my child, if for
no one else, had solidified her relationship with the Lord. I know that sounds
a bit extreme but there is nothing in life as strong and solid as a relationship
with the Lord. When life throws you for a loop, when you need the faith to move
a mountain but you only have enough to get out of bed, when you lose all hope
but hang on to God’s hand, when things are good and you know the reason why….this
is the most important thing in life. Knowing God and knowing Grace. That is a
thankful heart, one that knows those things that matter more than what we can
see. Because Faith is what pleases God.
1 comment:
This is probably the most beautiful Thanksgiving post I've ever read, Barb. Your story, whether from you or Olivia, has the power to touch so many hearts and impact their faith.
I'm beyond thrilled about Dean's job!! I hadn't heard that he got it! And what a blessed church to have him.
I know you're a doer, but accept this time as God's gift to you. A time to not work, a time to accept your family's love and help.
Speaking of help, email me. I'd love to come over and help you one afternoon. Love you!
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