I love this time of year. Sure the weather is not quite what we like.
The nights are drawing in way too quickly for anyone’s liking but it is also a reminder that soon the Christmas celebration is upon us and then the days once again start getting longer.
It has that reminder that things come to an end, that things that grow sometimes need a rest. As the trees lose their leaves and autumn chill turns to actual winter cold, there is just something about it all that makes me thank God for the spring and summer that are in the not too distant past.
All the blessings of those seasons, the flowers, the crops growing, the wee baby lambs and calves and the list goes on and on.
I hope I don’t forget that fall and November are part of the repetition of life. That for every spring and the new life there is also a harvest that comes. So as the harvest passes and the fields are ploughed it brings it home that soon another planting will be here.
Spring time and harvest, year on year, season on season.
2 Corinthians 9:10-15 gives us a glimpse into the goodness of the God’s amazing gift of time and provision.
“10 Now may He who supplies seed to the sower, and bread for food, supply and multiply the seed you have sown and increase the fruits of your righteousness, 11 while you are enriched in everything for all liberality, which causes thanksgiving through us to God. 12 For the administration of this service not only supplies the needs of the saints, but also is abounding through many thanksgivings to God, 13 while, through the proof of this ministry, they glorify God for the obedience of your confession to the gospel of Christ, and for your liberal sharing with them and all men, 14 and by their prayer for you, who long for you because of the exceeding grace of God in you. 15 Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!”
We are provided for and therefore we must express thankfulness for the bounty. But notice in the middle that we are recipients of the gift of righteousness. I think so often thankfulness is one of the easiest to overlook graces we are to participate in. It is one of those glib phrases that we teach children and we use so often, a simple; “Thank you”.
But I also wonder how often do we just mumble the words both to the people around us or even neglect to express at all. How rare is it that we say thank you to our heavenly Father?
I try to remember, but sometimes fail, to say a ‘Grace’ before a meal. My dad used to remind me that “even a pig grunts before he eats.”
But too often I think I just mutter the words out of habit instead of true gratefulness. As American Thanksgiving will be upon me, I’ll start there next time...
God help me be truly thankful,
Rev. Jon Bergen
Brechin Baptist Fellowship