Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Two lives diverged along life’s journey and, in the time we walked together, you made a difference in mine . . . Thank You
“Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor: if either of them falls down, one can help the other up.”
Wherever and with whomever this may find you together with this Thanksgiving, may you experience His richest blessings.
Happy Thanksgiving !!!
Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!
Before you pass the gravy . . . as you celebrate Thanksgiving tomorrow I’d ask you look around at those who have gathered with you, your children, and thankfully contemplate but for the undeserved grace of God . . . you – they – we . . . could each be among those outside our door today living in a world where:
- Most people in live in poverty – 85% of the world live on less than $30 per day, two-thirds live on less than $10 per day, and every tenth person lives on less than $1.90 per day
- These poorest in our world are hungry; lack clean water; medical care; access to education; freedom of worship
- Perhaps the most tragic, nearly half of those living in poverty are children
As Americans, we are all truly blessed, and have much to be thankful for.
Before you pass the gravy . . . I’d ask you to contemplate the three things you are most thankful for. For me it’s:
- I was born in America
- My children and family
- What I will never fully comprehend, deserve, and will endure for eternity . . . my Salvation.
Why God – after this ole prodigal had “… journeyed to a far country, and there wasted my possessions with prodigal living…” before I “… came to myself…” and turned back towards Home.
That God – when this ole prodigal “…was still a great way off…” He “… saw me and had compassion and ran and fell on my neck and kissed me…” and said “…bring out the best robe and put it on him and put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet. And bring the fatted calf here and kill it, and let us eat and be merry, for this my son was dead and alive again; he was lost and is found. (Luke 15:11-24)
I thank God for rescuing me from this Life’s Lost and Found, and literally loving me to death!
Now . . . please pass the gravy . . . and all my best for a thankful, blessed, Happy Thanksgiving together.