“Actually, I don’t have a sense of needing anything personally. I’ve learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I’m just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I’ve found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.” Philippians 4 The Message
It was a bonus Sunday. The year when Advent isn’t on the heels of Thanksgiving weekend and the two holidays don’t collide. Our bellies were still full from feasting on plenty but the advertising telling us “but wait, there’s more!” It’s a battle, that knowing of having it all and the wanting of more.
I need to speak the words and see them. Holding them in my mind isn’t enough if I am to live them. I need to name the thanks and share that with others. How can we receive if we’ve not thanked?
Borrowing something my cousin did last year at our family Thanksgiving we wrote our thanks and put them on display. Yes, we did. Right there in the open the words hang like ornaments adorning a dead branch. A branch clothed with gratitude.
It was an awesome sight. From their little they gave. Not just words but money to help with construction projects on the Bethany Children’s home in Haiti. These men wearing suits given to them, clothes once worn on another, these men gave. From little, God will multiply to much. In Haiti and in our lives.