At
this Thanksgiving Season a lot has transpired.
Many Happy Thanksgivings have been said, many people have made a point
to suggest things that they are thankful for while many others wondered what in
the world there is to be thankful for and some skipped the day (even the week)
altogether to go shopping.
There
is definitely a shift in what people are willing to be thankful for. Many were thankful for love and family. Many were thankful for the help of others in
desperate times. Many others were
thankful for possessions and even a little, if not a lot, of prosperity in
these tough times. Some were even thankful for having enough to give away,
helping others who needed it more. The
truly wise were thankful to and for their God and all that He is and all that
He does for us daily, hourly, minute by minute.
But
there are some things that are very difficult to be thankful for, anytime of
the year. Some are very serious like a
very sick loved one. Others are fairly
frivolous, like my own inability to say thank you for the fact that my heat is
not working and it is very, very cold in my apartment… that may be a silly
“said no one, ever.”
However,
my mind went to dwelling on some situations I know of and I could not help but
begin to make a list of serious “said
no one, ever” situations and I thought I might share some with you here just to
shake things up a little for some people who simply can’t see the damage they
are doing to others by the way they live.
Come along with me and say to yourself “said no one, ever!” after these examples:
I
am so glad that my mother drinks too much and beats up on my Dad and us in her anger…
I
am thankful that my Dad is a drug addict and even sells drugs to keep us going…
I
am grateful that my 17 year old sister has a 28 year old man taking care of her
now even though he pimps her out to make a living…
I
am thankful for the times like Thanksgiving when the family gets together, gets
drunk, and fights all day…
I
am so happy to get to listen to my parents rant and rave and threaten each
other with harm…
I
love having chances to make excuses for my parents and why they can’t come to
things at school…
I
am thankful that my Mom drinks too much and forgets to come get me at school…
I
am so grateful that my husband beats me because it means that he loves me…
I
am thankful that my husband always comes home to me no matter what else he has
been doing…
Personally,
I can remember times when I was grateful that Dad wasn’t home because he and
Mom were not yelling and screaming at each other. My best friend and I decided where to spend
the night on Saturday night by whose parents would be passed out first. That was certainly something to be thankful
for…
Did
you happen to notice that most of these examples come from children? I guess that is what started me down this
road in the first place: Knowing
children who are living these circumstances right now because their parents
just can’t seem to pull things together.
At
this thanksgiving time, I am grateful to know one woman who has finally found
the Joy in life without drugs and a freedom from hatred that had plagued her
for several years. She is finally
enjoying a sober lifestyle with all her faculties intact. She is finally able to hear what God has to
say about life with Him and to follow those precepts with more clarity than
ever before. She was finally able to
make the decision to put Him first in her own life for the sake of her
children. Praise God for how He is
willing to work in any life to bring about the pure Joy of knowing Him and
Loving Him and reaping the reward of being His.
And
how did this come about? A decision was
made to get out of town; to move away from the influences that plagued her and
kept them riled up all the time. Now
they have new friends who love God and are sharing their own struggles with
this couple who are living a whole new country life style that is fun and
exciting to them. May God bless them
richly and may we all be active in praying for the same results in the lives of
the lost and the wandering who are all around us. Amen.
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