I’m So Thankful


I am so blessed

I flew in from a trip yesterday. I finally arrived at my home at about 9pm. This is when I began cooking my dinner. I like to prepare everything in advance and I was in bed by about 2am.

Needless to say, I was exhausted.
I began cooking again at 8:30 this morning. I had talked with a friend about making a turkey on the grill and I thought, “Why not?”
I looked up some instructions online and decided to try it out.
I read that, once you’ve grilled a turkey, you won’t go back to the oven.
I can tell you that from the response of the critics, that it is worth the effort.
 
I always have a friend who I invited. He has no family here, and we love him.
He’s from Senegal and has lived in this country for quite a long time. He always tells me that his mother was asking about me.
He puts everyone else off, until he finds out what our plans are, because he tells his friends, “We are his family.”
I was so tired, and had a difficult time, because of my exhaustion, but my family makes it worth it.
My mother is here this Thanksgiving and I’m reminded of how many times, I’d called her on this day, and she was all alone.
The conversation was always the same. “Mom? Did you do anything today?”
“Oh, no. It’s really quiet in my building.”
“Mom, didn’t you even have a special meal or someone to visit?”
“No, it’s ok. I don’t like to cook a big meal, just for myself.”
I know it’s just that she doesn’t know anyone, who has made her part of their family, and she was way too far, for me to drop in. But still the sadness of her solitude, seemed to creep into my own soul.
This year, there she was. Standing in my kitchen, distracting me constantly,with her chatter. As I was flitting about, I have gotten this down to a science, she’s talking nonstop.
Now my son is up with me to help. He actually did help me this year.
My brother and my mother, refuse to go to bed, when I return home, because I sense, they are excited by my arrival and long to fill me in on all the details of my absence.
When I begin to feel irritation creeping in, I squash it. “My mom, will not be with me forever, and I never know how many dinners, I can make for her,” I think.
At times, I will ask my son for a big hug, and I will tell him, “A mother only gets so many hugs and kisses, and then it’s over. I have to get what I can, while I have the chance.” He always rolls his eyes and laughs.
Now, I did it again. I made way too much food. But I know that I will be packing a ‘care package,’ for my friend, like I always do.
I save all kinds of plastic containers, so that I can send him with enough food to last.
I tell him he needs to gain weight. And he laughs. “You will make me fat!” He tells me.
Now, I sit down, and we thank God for all He’s blessed us with. At one moment, I say, “I’m thankful that this Thanksgiving, I have my mom, with us.”
I look at her and say, “Your turn.”
She says, “I’m thankful that I am sharing this Thanksgiving with believers.”
Wow, that surprised me. My mother never seems this introspective.
We went around the table. Each person giving thanks for something.
My son, of course gave thanks for the food, first. (Always his priority)
My brother was so cute. He thanked God for ‘The Packers,’ in true Wisconsin form!
As I looked around, I remembered a conversation I had with a flight attendant the other day.
I met her when I was commuting on another airline. She asked me, “Are you a believer?” “Yes, I told her.
As we talked, she shared some of her sorrow, after a painful divorce and the loss of her stepchildren’s affection.
I told her about something which the Lord revealed to me, years ago, about my own, stepchildren.
I told her that as the Lord hung on the cross, he said, in his dying breath, “Mother, behold your son.” And to John, “John, behold your mother.”
He was revealing something very powerful in this statement, as the words of a dying man, would seem to be the most important of all.
He was pointing out that, we are not related to each other by our blood, we are related by His blood.”
It is His shed blood on the cross, and our acceptance of this sacrifice, which makes us one family. The eternal family.
She began to cry, as she said, “You have ministered to me, in ways you do not know.”
“Oh, believe me,” I told her, “You’ve ministered to me as well. It is what the Lord told us, “To encourage one another.”
We hugged and exchanged info.
But today, as I look around my table, I am most thankful, for the life, He gave, to make us one!
Happy Thanksgiving!
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The Dream(A Family Held Captive)Part Three


when will freedom be restored?

“There are two brothers, one fits into the sancutary feeling safe and hidden, the other too big to make it through the door.” This indicates that these are men acting together, such as ‘brother’s in crime,’ spiritual brother’s, not biological brothers. As I said in my earlier post, they are at the very top, (kings) by the symbol of gold, which is the head of the company they rule. They have a relationship of collusion and darkness, that is not one of integrity, because it speaks of one of the brother’s trying to “fit into the sanctuary feeling safe and hidden.” It isn’t a natural fit, but one of forced entry. He’s hiding in the sanctuary as if he is a Godly man, however, as we all know, even Adam could not fool God. He knew when He had sinned and he was naked. He also tried to cover himself. This is why we are told to “come clean.”

The other brother was “too big to make it through the door. The scene looks like Alice in Wonderland and not wlling to leave the other behind, they both get captured together.” One seems too full of pride and believes he is so successful, he has no need of God. His lust for the material and power has overwhelmed his spiritual understanding of who God is and what God has done for him. The smaller brother had at one time tried to get out of this corruption it seems, but because of his loyalty to his brother and his longing for what this world has to offer, he was overwhelmed by this corrupton.”They were captured together.

“Later, one escapes prison.” This indicates the prison of lies, greed and power. They are the snare of the enemy. Satan uses them to deceive us from the truth.

“What seems like years later, the other is relased from prison. The prisoner still makes the same decsions, tries to go through the alarmed exit door.” In this you can see that the men are doing the same thing that I am doing except that I have a true knowledge of the Lord. They are running from the enemy and haven’t found the truth yet. The alarms on the door, symbolize a fear of being caught. They are always afraid of being caught in their lies, however, it is only this fear that the enemy is using against them. The Lord says that “fear has to do with punishment, but perfect love casts out all fear.” He wants to set them free, not punish them. They do not yet understand Gods love and freedom in all of this. This part of the dream indicates that although the brother is released from prison, he is once again caught up in his sin.

“The other warns no!” As if he is trying to protect him, yet he may not understand the only way to freedom is truth.