“Prepare me, Lord.” The ending days of Dad’s life were coming. The rockslide was immentent, a slippery slope for certain. I didn’t want Dad to go. I needed God. Maybe you have felt that stomach-churning realization as well?
The prayer was whispered in August. Just last week, I realized God answered that prayer. Maybe he has answered your prayers for preparation, too?
Find the thanksgiving.
Writing Dad’s obituary wasn’t something I “wanted” to do. But it was right. God prepared me, and it ended with joy amid the pain.
Opportunity is there: thanksgiving.
That’s what my spirit sensed the Holy Spirit counseling after last week’s post.
I’m no golden child. There have been many forgotten attempts, thanksgiving left to tumble over life’s cliff. Maybe you understand? It happened with this post. It contained some good, but it was an ounce shy of shouting his thanks. And thanks was deserved (for God) and needed (for me).
But when life gets hard, dare we pack thanksgiving? Is it really fair God asks us to find thanks in the midst of an exploding mountain raining down? Marital unfaithfulness, death, hurt, slander, a wayward child ~ how is thanks found in their midst? Isn’t sulking or feeling sad, mad, anything but thankful, better?
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It sits at the entrance to his presence. Dare we not go because we carry life’s heaviness instead? Do we sulk and sit outside when love awaits? Which is better?
Wisdom calls to choose well, to link hands with God Almighty. To offer thanks.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving…give thanks to him…his faithfulness continues through all generations. It’s a beautiful thing. Our God is, isn’t he?
Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
PS 100:4 NIV
Thanksgiving is essential. Even as we traverse life’s “tough”. Because of traversing life’s tough. It’s how we enter his gates. It draws us into his presence, our attention to his, like a child running into their awaiting father’s loving, faithful arms.
What’s your thanksgiving, my friend?
Like a diamond under earth’s surface, have you uncovered and generously offered thanks’ worth?
Do you write it? Think it through? Maybe it’s a prayer whispered to God alone?
How do you find thanksgiving amid life’s “tough”?
After writing last week’s post, more thoughts poured. Thanksgiving was the focus. Maybe it’ll be yours too.
How does your list go?
Would you share them in the comments below or on Facebook? It’s a joy to hear from you, linking arms in thanksgiving while running this spiritual race. Our faithful God is worthy.
My list goes like this:
Thank you, Lord, for preparing me. You answered my prayer.
Thank you for Heaven, for the certainty that Dad stands in your presence now. Jesus, I’m so grateful for you.
Thank you for 31 more years with Dad than was thought.
Thank you for his strength, for his leadership, for his guidance, for His creation.
Thank you for the laughter and celebration of Dad’s life.
Thank you for a family that came together as a team in the midst of trial, a mom who is strong.
Thank you for a supportive husband and children, for my husband’s boss who willingly helped us navigate life several states apart.
Thank you for Dad’s legacy, for a life well-lived.
Thank you for hearing my prayer and coming to my aid.
Thank you for preparing my hands to write, my heart to dwell.
Yes, Lord. Thank you. You are worthy of praise, even in the midst of life’s “tough”. I will trust you. Amen.
And, Friend? I’m thankful for you. Praise His holy name for your creation. It’s my prayer that you will purposefully enter his gates with thanksgiving. Our God is faithful. To him be the glory.
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