Thanksgiving Homage

Some years ago, when I was still working in the public school system, mornings were even more hellish than they are now. Each morning, I would drag myself out of bed and go to what seemed to be a thankless job. I still had my grandmother, father, and mother, and for the most part, I still had a clean bill of health. My New Year’s resolution was to say a prayer of thanks before getting out of bed each morning.

Since then, I’ve lost my grandmother, my father, and my clean bill of health. Ironically, I’m still saying a prayer of thanks before I get out of bed each morning. I’m thankful that I still have my mother, and I’m thankful for the many abilities God has preserved in me. A year ago, today, I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to work full-time again due to my health, yet now I’ve developed a love-hate relationship with mornings. I’m a night owl, so I never want to get up in the mornings, but I’m thankful for being able to – thankful for having some place to go each morning where I’m expected and needed, and where I can touch lives in a positive way.

If I had to say what I’m most thankful for, it would be God’s grace – that he has allowed me to piddle along and take many of the gifts he’s allowed me to use for granted – that he has still allowed my curiosity about him – that he has welcomed me into a closer, deeper relationship with him – that he has been patient - that he has clarified things I wasn’t even aware I didn’t know – that he has taught me to appreciate my mother and others who love me more and more each day. Have a blessed and peaceful Thanksgiving.