It is Saturday, after Thanksgiving, and I want to give an update on my Road Through the Holidays.
In the limited concordance of my Bible I have 29 scripture references for various forms of the word thankful. In addition to my daily study I spent time writing down some of these scriptures and contemplating what they meant to me in my world. Making time to "be still" I will admit to being less harried or rushed, even with a three day trip out of town to enjoy the holiday with family.
What was I looking for? Honestly, I'd hoped for that rush of inspiration when a concept is made clear, the meaning unmistakeable. The moment wasn't quite the rush I was looking for, more a quiet whisper across my heart.
Today, as I was reading through the blogs I follow Window on the Prairie posted a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1896. The first stanza held the gem:
We walk on starry fields of white
And do not see the daisies;
My supreme delight should be in the common sights. Offer praises on these things. In my notes most of my reflections listed the common and daily issues as I mined my thoughts for the "supreme delight". I have reread my notes and see the supreme delight is, thankfully, already there.
Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 (NIV).
What insight did this Thanksgiving holiday provide you?