Thanksgiving a Time to Remember
Last Wednesday was a difficult day in the Schubert house. Kinley was using most of her energy (and she has plenty) exerting her will and testing the boundaries. Boone, our dog, was spending most of his energy being a puppy - totally unaware of boundaries, personal space, and freshly-mopped floors. And Stephanie and I were spending most of our collective energy complaining. Complaining about the tough task of parenting, complaining about the antics of our puppy, complaining about the never-ending projects that need to be done around the house, complaining about things we think we lack, complaining about how all this complaining probably isn’t good for our relationship with one another or our relationship with our Heavenly Father. You see where this is going. And then there was a moment when we were able to step back and look at the situation and say, “But isn’t this the accumulation of so many answered prayers? Isn’t this our dream come true?” We’re together – something we prayed for and longed for during many months of separation when we were dating and newly married. We have a beautiful daughter – a child we waited for and prayed diligently for, even before we knew her name. We have a home that only a couple months ago we were calling “Our Dream House” – just the right number of bedrooms, just the right amount of space, and just the right number of projects – things we could do to make it our own. We each have our “Dream Jobs.” I get to spend time with students, sharing my life with them and teaching them about the immense love of God. Steph stays home with Kinley – something she prayed she’d be able to do from the moment we knew we were expecting. Our church family is amazing and incredibly supportive. We live in Wyoming – a state I spent many Chicago seasons missing and longing to return to. And even the dog – when I think of all the hours we spent researching the breed and finding the right breeder at the right price and all the conversations we had in our one-bedroom-no-pets-allowed apartment about how great it would be to have a dog….
Why is it our tendency to complain? We have so much more than so many people in the world, and yet our wish-lists seem endless. What are we supposed to do about our discontentment? God calls us to live lives characterized by thanksgiving – to be thankful for all things (Eph. 5:20; 1 Thess. 5:16-18), and content in every circumstance (1 Tim. 6:6-8). One way that we can grow in thankfulness is to remember what God has done for us in the past. Psalm 106:7 and 13 explains Israel’s mistakes in this area, “Our ancestors in Egypt failed to appreciate your miraculous deeds, they failed to remember your many acts of loyal love, and they rebelled at the sea, by the Red Sea... They quickly forgot what he had done…. (NET Bible).” Another way we can grow in thankfulness is to remember God’s blessings in the present. Life, love, hope, salvation - everything is a gift from God that we should not take for granted, “What do you have that you did not receive? And if you did receive it, why do you boast as though you did not (1 Cor. 4:7, NIV)?” And a third way we can grow in thankfulness and contentment is to remember God’s promises for the future. We must remember that God has promised His children amazing things for the future - an unimaginable inheritance, an eternity with Him (Rom. 8, Eph. 2:7, Rev. 21-22).
I thank God, in His sovereignty, knew we needed a special day, a special season, to remind us to give thanks. He knew it wouldn't always come naturally on a day-to-day basis. He established special ceremonies for the Israelites to remember what He had done for them. And in a round-about way, I think he covertly helped establish our Thanksgiving holiday, too, (maybe He’d instruct us in a bit less gluttony). So as we celebrate Thanksgiving, let us not forget what God has done for us, what great things He has given us, and what He has promised us for the future. I personally need to make this a daily discipline because it seems that I can lose sight of God’s blessings so quickly.
Thank you, Father, for every good gift!
~Trev
Last Wednesday was a difficult day in the Schubert house. Kinley was using most of her energy (and she has plenty) exerting her will and testing the boundaries. Boone, our dog, was spending most of his energy being a puppy - totally unaware of boundaries, personal space, and freshly-mopped floors. And Stephanie and I were spending most of our collective energy complaining. Complaining about the tough task of parenting, complaining about the antics of our puppy, complaining about the never-ending projects that need to be done around the house, complaining about things we think we lack, complaining about how all this complaining probably isn’t good for our relationship with one another or our relationship with our Heavenly Father. You see where this is going. And then there was a moment when we were able to step back and look at the situation and say, “But isn’t this the accumulation of so many answered prayers? Isn’t this our
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I thank God, in His sovereignty, knew we needed a special day, a special season, to remind us to give thanks. He knew it wouldn't always come naturally on a day-to-day basis. He established special ceremonies for the Israelites to remember what He had done for them. And in a round-about way, I think he covertly helped establish our Thanksgiving holiday, too, (maybe He’d instruct us in a bit less gluttony). So as we celebrate Thanksgiving, let us not forget what God has done for us, what great things He has given us, and what He has promised us for the future. I personally need to make this a daily discipline because it seems that I can lose sight of God’s blessings so quickly.
~Trev



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