Good morning, DearHeart.

It’s dark and early, and the Word settles in around my soul peacefully. I am grateful this morning. Thanksgiving 2020, it has been different from other years.

We cooked a tiny turkey breast and Dale and I enjoyed a day with just my Mom and Dad.

I am grateful to have heard my dad say grace yet another year.

I am grateful we were present and healthy.

I am grateful that we and our kids have jobs and meaningful work.

I am grateful that in the strangeness and unknowns of 2020, we have woven together more tightly.

I am grateful for our grand babies who have taken us on new adventures and have grown bigger right in front of our eyes.

I am grateful for the Gospel which cannot be

shut down,

locked out,

or limited,

for God’s Word has been read,

received,

given strength,

and thrived in our hearts and minds.

This Thanksgiving we each set our own tables, and our hearts were enlarged as we celebrated the goodness of the God to each of us. And for this, I am grateful and give thanks! My heart is full.

“And let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts. For as members of one body you are called to live in peace. And always be thankful. Let the message about Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives. Teach and counsel each other with all the wisdom He gives. Sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs to God with thankful hearts. And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father.” (Colossians 3:15-17, NLT).

Wake up.

Reflect.

Give thanks.

Go.