Can you believe it? November, already! Where has this year gone? What they say is true: the older you get the faster time flies.
When I think of November, I automatically think of Thanksgiving. My mind turns to turkey and dressing and all the trimmings. The people of our country take time out from their busy lives to say thanks to God for all the blessings of the year. It makes me sad to think that we must have a special day to remind us to say thanks to God.
My little granddaughter is only eighteen months old and is already learning to say 'tankcoo' for what she receives. It is so sweet to hear her little voice as she says, "Tankcoo, MeMe." Sometimes she has to be reminded, but for the most part she remembers on her own. It blesses my heart, even though Katelyn does not really know what thankyou means.
I have to wonder how God must feel when we say thankyou without having to be reminded? Does his heart fill with pride at the gratefulness and the sweetness of his children? Something inside tells me He does.
It is so easy for me to take for granted all the things that God does for me in my everyday life. Of course, it is easy to remember to say thanks for the big things, but what about the small things. I have a tendency to overlook little things and think that God just has forgotten me.
Have you ever had your thinking so messed up that you think God does not love you if He is not giving you some major physical blessing? I sometimes do. Somehow God has to turn my thoughts around and remind me that He gave me life, and that is more than I deserve. Anything above hell is icing on the cake. When I remember this, I become sorry for ever doubting His love or His blessings. I know that God would have me to be thankful all the time not just after being reminded.
I guess my prayer for all of us would be to always remember to say thanks and not have to be reminded.
I will close this letter with the hope that you all know how much I thank God for you and pray that God will richly bless you everyday of your life.
JOYFULLY yours,
-Kate Fuqua