A Quiet Thanksgiving Night

Happy Thanksgiving, friends! It’s a gorgeously clear night out, full of crisp autumn air and starlight from Arizona’s endless sky—a fine benediction on two days of holidaying with family. The last week has been so full of running and doing and talking and dishwashing that I’ve hardly had a chance to actually think about Thanksgiving and what it means. Indeed, I have so much to be thankful for that sometimes it takes my breath away. Here’s a few things that come to mind:

I’m thankful for hot showers, clean clothes, and a soft bed.

I’m thankful for a family that loves me and my multitude of flaws unconditionally—and shows it in practical ways.

I’m thankful for good music that stirs the soul.

I’m thankful for healthy food to strengthen our bodies.

I’m thankful for the opportunity to pursue my chiefest dream of becoming a book illustrator.

I’m thankful for golden sunrises and sparrows picking breakfast off the ground.

I’m thankful for a solid, time-loved house that keeps us warm and dry.

I’m thankful for Arizona’s infinite sunshine and wild clouds.

I’m thankful for a job I love, that’s both challenging and satisfying.

I’m thankful for dear friends that love the Lord.

Most of all, I’m thankful for my Heavenly Father and His Son, and His Spirit dwelling within me. His love fills and fulfills me, His Word guides and renews me, His hands hold and shape my days. I can trust Him with all that I am, and lean into His promises when flesh threatens to fail. He loves me dearer than any father, brother, or husband, and He is the Creator of the universe.

What more could one possibly want?

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