Mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, turkey and
dressing,
desserts
as far as the eye can see.
It’s a spread worthy of this
stuff’em-till-they-drop-in-front-of-the-TV
holiday.
For a day that started with such a noble purpose,
we’ve
certainly managed to pervert it.
Lord, I’m confronted by the fact that Thanksgiving
no
longer has much to do about giving thanks.
The focus is on gluttony and sports and
only
momentarily on You.
For some people, the question may even be
“Why say
thank You?”
I work
hard for all this.
It’s so easy to overlook You in
the good
times, Lord.
But you never forget us.
You send the rain on the just and the unjust,
whether
we say thanks or not.
Our tables overflow and bank accounts bulge
whether
we remember you or not.
What a great God You are.
And nowhere is Your greatness more apparent
than on
the cross.
You sent Your only son to save us-
a gift freely given with no expectation of
repayment.
Nor can repay the great price-and
Our
thanks Yous seem insignificant.
But thank you Lord, for the
bounty
on our table,
for
family and friends,
for
possessions and jobs,
and for
the extras to numerous to count.
A special thank You for the gift I treasure most,
my
salvation.
Words cannot express my gratitude. Amen.
Real Men Pray: Prayer Thoughts for Husbands and Fathers
Thomas Couser
CPH, 1996
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