I give thanks to my God always for you because of the grace of God that was given you in Christ Jesus, that in every way you were enriched in him . . .1 Corinthians 1:4-5
. . .I do not cease to give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers, that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ. . . may give you the Spirit of wisdom . . .Ephesians 1:16-17
I thank my God in all my remembrance of you, always in every prayer of mine for you all making my prayer with joy because of your partnership in the gospel. . .Philippians 1:4-5
We always thank God, the Father of Our Lord Jesus Christ, when we pray for you . .Colossians 1:3
An essential component of gratitude is expressing thankfulness. An essential part of expressing thankfulness is expressing thankfulness — for people.
Oh, it’s easy to be thankful for things. For environment. For objects.
But people are messy. People are inconsistent. People hurt.
Just as I am thankful that God did not “sanitize” His Word, but included the sins and failures of His people as well as their successes,
I am thankful for the people in my life, who love me even though I am messy and difficult. It’s humbling to admit that I can be difficult to love. I want to be “easy.”
But chronic severe illness and “easy” do not go together. And not because I sit around and whine about how bad I feel (which I really depend on God to NOT do)
Because sometimes I must cancel plans at the last minute because I just don’t have the energy to go or because my head/heart is acting up and I can’t do one more thing.
Because baby/wedding showers and parties and big group events are impossible, so those who want to spend time with me must make an “extra” time in their schedule.
Because visits must be short and quiet. “Kid noise” is noise. . .
Today’s thankfulness challenge asks us to look at different people whom I am thankful for. Maybe it’s trite, but the first person who comes to mind is my husband, Tod.
He brings coffee to my bedside table in the morning, because he knows the first half hour of the morning can be exhausting and painful.
He has given up movies, and restaurants, and parties and church fellowship times for take out meals and dinner at home and tv on low volume.
He orchestrates community groups and having people over so that I can “retreat to regenerate” in another room while he keeps the party going.
He thanks me for loving him, and for fighting so hard to be here. It means so much that he understands that this is really hard. . .
So, Tod, I am thankful for your faith. I am thankful that when you said, “for better or worse, in sickness and in health” 35 years ago, you meant it. I am thankful for your smile. I am thankful for your work ethic, and your love for people.
God gave me you, and He joined us so we could serve Him together.
And I am so grateful.