The season of Fall always draws nostalgic pictures in my mind. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the artist in me, the coming holidays, or simply the smell of burning leaves that evoke deep nostalgia. Whatever it is, my memories are heightened. Here’s one:
Jo and I were enjoying that special season of life: the child-raising years. You know. The season of endless orthodontic appointments, trying to solve Geometry problems, dinner at 5:30, weekends filled with high school football games and marching band competitions. Honestly, we loved those years! I remember one particular night seated around the dinner table. It was customary in our house to join hands and give thanks before dinner. There’s an “Amen” and immediately the sound of noisy chatter fills the air. It was our common experience and we’d done it a thousand times.
Now, I don’t know what it was, but that particular night at the dinner table it felt like I was looking through a window at my family. What was so profound? Everything. Everything I valued sat right in front of me. It dawned on me that this was God’s precious and special gift. I was speechless; tears filled my eyes. Jo, sensing the moment, quietly put her hand in mine. She said, “Are you okay?” I nodded. The reality was everything was more than okay; it was better than I could have imagined! James 1:7 says, “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights . . .”
What was the gift? It was the sound of laughter, the smell of food, my love for Joey and our children, plus that wholesome place God had provided that we called “home.” Everything. Pause and think about that for a moment.
Fellowship, I challenge you this season to be very intentional about looking for opportunities to express profound gratitude to God for His generosity and goodness. We have much to be thankful for. Together . . . let’s give thanks.