This is the first year we've celebrated alone.
Just the four of us.
I know that may be normal for some people,
but it's not normal for us.
Yesterday, I found myself feeling grateful to my Jesus-
for all the things he's shown me the past two years.
And I cried.
I cried good tears- my heart filled with His joy- joy of the lasting sort.
In years passed, I would have probably hidden out today.
I probably would have jealous tugs at my heart as I watched neighbors
leave to celebrate with their families.
I would have felt pity on myself, thinking of what could have been.
But that's not what happened today.
Nope, not at all.
Instead, I found myself embracing the small moments today.
You know, the little things.
The things I may have missed if we would have celebrated on a bigger scale.
On a normal Thanksgiving,
I'd probably be thankful for my family, health, home-
you know, the "usual thanksgiving things."
Of course there's nothing wrong with being thankful for those things,
and I am thankful for these things;
This Thanksgiving is different for me.
In the quiet, solitude of my home today,
I found myself thanking Jesus for...
-The sweet note Mr. Mustard Seed left for the boys and me today.
(He's working all day today.)
-The happiness I feel knowing Mr. Mustard Seed starts his week of tomorrow.
--The snowflakes that danced around outside my window.
-The little phone calls we received, and the sweet care behind them.
-The boy's friendship; how kindly they play. Their love for one another.
-My first "made-by-me" Thanksgiving meal actually turning out.
(I've messed 3 recipes up in the last week, so this is a small miracle!)
-The time the boys and I had outside,
exploring animal tracks, admiring snowflakes.
-My church family and their love for my family and me,
the care and accountability we share with one another.
-Christian Family Radio, and the songs that ministered to my heart today.
-The kindness of a neighbor who shoveled for me today.
"Cast your burden on the Lord,
and he will sustain you;
he will never permit the righteous to be moved."
John MacArthur's Bible Commentary says this:
"The word 'burden' implies one's circumstances, one's lot.
The psalmist promises that the Lord will hold
the believer in the struggles of life."
I am thankful for the work the Lord has been doing
to show me I CAN find complete contentment
in knowing Jesus as my Savior,
and His amazing, unfailing love for me.
Thank you, Jesus, thank you for loving me.