I Thank My God




 I felt a bit of nudge from the Spirit today.  


Not a full chastisement, but a bit of a prick to my conscience.  


“After that day you had yesterday, you didn’t bother to thank Your Father for helping you meet up with Deb?”


Chagrined, my thoughts drifted back over yesterday.


Earlier this summer I bumped into a former colleague and had to mask my surprise.


She was an emaciated, tiny shell of herself and moved with obvious discomfort.


I gave her a warm hug, genuinely glad to see her, and she whispered into my ear a request that we meet together for coffee soon.


I concurred and yesterday I met up with her.  She bought me a smoothie instead of coffee and we sat outside and talked for 3 hrs.  


She shared the struggles of her own body being ravished by an autoimmune disease and we sat quietly in a simple but incredibly deep shared understanding.   


All the tests, infusions, surgeries, hospitalizations, delays, waiting, hopelessness, hope, frustrations, lessons, joy and gratitude.  


This amazing lady, who has calcification of her fingers occurring which will eventually require amputation of them, brought me a beautiful new prayer journal and pen and thanked me for being a Prayer Warrior.


I bit my lip and forced back tears as I thought about this sweet soul reaching out to do good to others in spite of her circumstance.  


We talked of the joy we look forward to in the Savior’s return and her smile at anticipating that release and relief was infectious.  


We laughed about obnoxious body systems that fail us.  


And shared sweet memories.   She has a special place in her heart for my daughter. 


As we gave a parting hug and I slowly but surely bicycled home I couldn’t help but be awed at tge blessing of another truly beautiful soul in my life.  


How can ones person be ao fortunate?


And yet I hadn’t thanked Heavenly Father.


How grateful I am for opportunities to improve and for gentle reminders.  


Paul knew of that importance and said in his letter to the Corinthians:

“I thank my God upon every remembrance of you,

Always in every prayer of mine for you all making request with joy,

For your fellowship in the gospel from the first day until now;”


What a great challenge for this week.....


To thank the Lord for the good people in my life!

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