This is the season where “giving thanks” is on everyone’s mind. But, as I was contemplating Thanksgiving I thought, “Isn’t this the simple and uncomplicated truth we are to live in every day?”
Isn’t this to be our daily reality?
I’m not talking about standing on street corners, making loud and boisterous noises for others to notice and applaud, saying, “Here I am. Come and LOOK and SEE how thankful I am.”
No.
I am talking about a much deeper inner reality.
Let me explain.
First, when I think about what Jesus Christ has done for me; what He has accomplished on my behalf, and given to me simply because HE LOVES ME? It fills my heart with gratitude, and the inner words that flow from that inner understanding, are like a continual and quiet flowing stream of thanksgiving.
When I look around at all that God the Father has created for me to enjoy; to gaze upon in simple wonder?
When I remember that He “saw me” in eternal ages past, knew who I would be, what I would do, how I would fail Him, and yet He chose me anyway, and said, “This one will one day be Mine and will belong to Me forever.”
When I think of Him sending His only Son, to sacrifice on a cross, to lay His perfect sinless life down for me?
Oh, the thanksgiving that flows from that place!
Then there is my Beloved Best Friend!
He is “The Alongside One” who is ALWAYS with me, will never desert me, no matter the outer calamity or inner failure. He is my Comforter. My Teacher of all Truth. He never lies to me. He never abuses me. He never betrays me.
He is Faithfulness itself, bequeathed to me, how could I receive all of that, and not be full of thanksgiving?
This is my simple inner reality.
It is as quietly constant as breathing is for my lungs when they nourish my body with oxygen.
Giving thanks, is the spiritual air I breathe.
It is not an outer show—done for impressing others—or myself?
It is living in this simple uncomplicated truth.
God created me—for Himself—and then chose me to be a child of His forever.
Jesus Christ saw me, for what I was, and still He loved me and chose to die for me; to redeem my life from the clutches of the enemy.
All this was done so that The Holy Spirit could come to me, to comfort me in every distress, to open Truth to me so He could teach me, and He will be constantly in me, with me, and upon me all the days of my life.
Knowing all of this?
That this uncomplicated truth is not dependent on my moods, or my behavior, or what others think they know about me?
It is here I live in a quiet inner reality.
Here my spirit is breathing in hope, and breathing out thanksgiving.
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