Thanksgiving Thankfulness


This morning as I sit in the quiet before the chaos begins, I have my bible and my coffee, trying to breathe in as much of God’s truth before little feet come running in, ready to start their day in a hurry.

This morning I have on my heart all that I have to be thankful for, and I realize how grateful I am that I have such a long list. I would never be able to list all of our blessings, but there’s a few of the biggest that I’d like to list out.

I am thankful that God loved a broken sinner like me, enough to die on the cross. That he knows how much I fail at every aspect of life, but no matter how many times I come crawling back, he takes me in with open arms. He carries my family, shows us his presence daily, and daily provides for our needs. He opens up doors for us, and shuts them when they need shut. He loves us, oh how he loves us.

I am thankful for a husband who loves God. We’ve done marriage with and without God involved, and neither are easy, but a marriage with God in the center brings such a firm foundation and such a deeper love and connection, that I look back on our first few years and wish we knew then what we know now. Those first years were hard. But we got through them, and we’ve grown so much both as individuals and together. I’m thankful that I have a husband who right now is at work, and will work until late into the night on Thanksgiving. This thanksgiving won’t be a traditional one for my family, but there is cotton to be picked, and I’m proud that he works so hard for us, even when I know he’d much rather be at home.

I’m thankful that right now I have two little boys fighting in the bathtub over toys. Because that means that Porter is feeling ornery this morning and not in pain. I’m thankful that Grady is his protector and that although they fight like cats and dogs, he loves his little brother with a fierce love. I’m thankful that I have a little girl who I can hear rustling in her crib, almost ready to start her day. We didn’t know if she was a boy or girl until she was born, and from that moment I’ve been so thankful that God gave me a little girl to love. It was almost a year ago that I didn’t know if I would get to keep her. The week she was in the PICU was a hard lesson in trusting God, but it’s amazing how that lesson is now coming into play with trusting him with Porter.

I could sit here all day and list out all of the things I’m thankful for, but I’ve heard “mom” about 46 times in the last minute. So today friends I pray that you have a good thanksgiving, that you would stop and think about what you’re thankful for, and that you would try to be a blessing to someone today. Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃

Psalm 55:22 Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken.

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