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Synopsis of Thank you Lord – 2013
Good and joyful morning to all Christian brothers and sisters on this the day the Lord has made. Pull up a chair, pour yourself a cup of coffee, or tea, or milk, or whatever is your favorite….. We’re about to slice a piece of the bread of life…. The word of God. Today’s slice comes from: Psa. 95:2 Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to him with songs of praise.
Let’s start with a story that I believe is apropos, A newly arrived soul in heaven was met by St. Peter. Saint Peter toured the soul around heaven. Both of them walked side by side inside a large workroom filled with angels. St. Peter stopped in front of the first section and said, “this is the receiving section. Here, all the petitions to God said in prayer are received”. The soul looked at the section, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets from all the people of the world.
They walked again until they reached the 2nd section, and St. Peter told the soul, “This is the packaging and delivery section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are packed and delivered to the persons who asked for them down on earth.” The soul saw how busy it was. There were so many angels working in that room, since so many blessing were being packed and delivered to earth.
Finally at the farthest corner of the room, the soul stopped at the last section. To the surprise of the soul, only one angel stayed there ………idly, ………doing nothing. “This is the acknowledging section,” St. Peter told the soul.
“How is it that, there is no work here?” “That’s the sad thing,” St. Peter answered. “after the people received the blessings they asked for, very few send their acknowledgments”. “How does one acknowledge God’s blessing?” “Simple,” St. Peter answered. …………”just say, “‘thank you, Lord’.”
Thank you Lord, for giving me the chance to share this message with others and also, for giving me so many wonderful people to share with. I also want to thank God for veterans and for their families. And let’s ask God to help us reinforce our liberties with personal prayer for our service men and women.
A poem by….. —d. De Haan
Lord, keep us mindful of the cost, the price of liberty— brave men and women gave their lives to conquer tyranny. Freedom always comes with a price and every day our news broadcasts the cost being paid for the freedom we enjoy in this country. We not only thank you this day, Father…. but we thanks our brave young men and women of our military.
Friend….. I know that sometimes it is hard to fully give thanks when your heart is full of tragedy. I hope the story I am about to tell will help you. It’s a bit lengthy…. But I believe worth while It is called “The Blessing of Thorns”
Sandra felt as low as the heels of her shoes as she pushed against the florist shop door. Here, in her fourth month of her second pregnancy….. A minor automobile accident had stolen her unborn child. During this thanksgiving week she would have delivered a son. She grieved over her loss….. And now her husband’s employer was threatening them with a transfer. Her sister who was to come for a visit called this morning and said that she would not be able to come. “Thanksgiving…… Thanksgiving for what?” She wondered. For a careless driver that took her son from her. For an air bag that saved her life but took that of her unborn child.
The shop clerk’s approach startled her….. “Good afternoon ….. can I help you?” I…… I…. I…. need an arrangement, …… for Thanksgiving
The clerk asked, “ Do you want the beautiful but ordinary, or would you like to challenge the day with a customer favorite I call the Thanksgiving special?” The clerk continued…… “I believe flowers tell stories. Are you looking for something that conveys ‘gratitude’ this Thanksgiving?” “Not exactly,” Sandra blurted out. “In the last five months, everything that could go wrong has gone wrong.” Sandra regretted her outburst, and was surprised when the clerk said….. “I have the perfect arrangement for you.”
About that time the shop door opened and the clerk said…. “Hi Barbara…. Let me get your order.” She excused herself and walked toward the small workroom, then re-appeared, carrying an arrangement of greenery, bows and long-stemmed thorny roses…….. except….. the ends of the rose stems were neatly snipped……. There were no flowers. “Do you want these in a box?”, the clerk asked the customer. Sandra watched for the customer’s response. This must be a joke! Who would want rose stems with no flowers!?! She waited for laughter…. But neither woman laughed. “Yes, please,” Barbara replied with a smile, as she continued….. “You’d think after three years of getting the special, I wouldn’t be so moved by its significance, but I can feel it right here, all over again,” as she tapped her chest….. as she left the shop.
“Uhh…. that lady just left with….. Uhh …she left with no flowers,” Sandra uttered to the clerk. “Yes, that’s the special I call the Thanksgiving thorns bouquet.” “Oh, come on, you can’t tell me someone is willing to pay for that?
The clerk explained….
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If that did not whet your appetite let me tell you another story: It’s called ….. Our Fruit We Might Not See.
A young woman, who was a great lover of flowers, had set out a rare vine at the base of a stone wall . It grew vigorously, but it did not bloom. Day after day she cultivated it, watered it, and tried in every way to coax it to bloom.
One morning, as she stood disappointedly looking at it, her invalid neighbor, whose lot adjoined her own, called over and said, “You can’t imagine how much I have been enjoying the blooms of that vine you planted!”
The owner looked, and on the other side of the wall was a mass of blooms. The vine had crept through the crevices and flowered luxuriantly on the other side of the stone wall.
So often we think our efforts are thrown away because we do not see their fruits.
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