We sat there in the restaurant, two women who have been friends for more than 30 years, and talked about the nine sons between us. There were times we wondered if we would survive (hello sleep deprivation and teenage shenanigans) or if we’d ever have an uninterrupted conversation again.
Most of us will probably never have to risk our lives in order to help someone. The question is, what are we doing with this precious life that we’ve been given? Are we squandering it on trivialities? And what will the Father find when He looks into our heart and searches for compassion?
When we think of God in all His majesty and glory and purity, we are awestruck by the realization that He sent His only Son to be born in the humble stable in Bethlehem, to live among us as a Man, and to die on the cross for our wretched sins.
Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I don’t know about you, but I can hardly wait. The family, the friends, the food, the fun — what’s not to love? The annual celebration is our opportunity to realize just how blessed we are.