Usually, I’m not overly enthusiastic about holidays, even Thanksgiving and Christmas. Too many memories of too many people, too much stress, too many bills. Generally, not an enjoyable time for me. Until our own kids came along and I could see Christmas through their eyes and get reconnected to Christ by sharing His Christmas story with them.
Today, a writing friend reminded me of the importance of thankfulness and, in one brief moment, my mind flooded with all the things I am thankful for. Too many to write about in one blog.
I am alive today through a miracle of God and the unstinting prayer of my wife and my church. Nine years ago, Satan attacked my body through a damaged heart and surgical complications. I woke up eight days after my surgery completely unaware of all that had transpired, of how close I had come to leaving this earth, of leaving before my time, before His plan was completed.
Today, I am thankful for this life. I am thankful for a praying wife, a wife who wouldn’t quit, who wouldn’t be intimidated by the devil or give in to fear.
I am thankful for a Savior who answers prayers, who is faithful to perform His Word, who I can trust, who loves me and cares for me.
I am in awe of the fact that I wouldn’t be here without my wife and my God. And I am thankful for that.