Its surprising how much you can accomplish if you don't care who gets the credit
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LYLE RAPACKI NOVEMBER 25, 2014
Originally published on The Olive Branch Report Nov. 26 2013
As we gather with family and friends to count the Lord’s blessing on this 340th celebration of Thanksgiving, we are right – despite the myriad Middle East troubles and economic woes at home – to be thankful for harvests and harbors and harpists and hearths, for heart surgery, harmonics, our health.
We are grateful, God of our fathers for silicon chips and shaloms, for salads and salmon and sales, for Shakespeare and schools. We are thankful for roller-skates and blue jeans that fade and dreams that don’t. We thank you, Lord for your help in ages past and our hope for years to come. We voice our praise for progress and proms, promotions and promises with being hired, and the surgery that was a success!
God of grace and glory, we thank you for elections and electricity, for elephants and Einstein and Edison. We thank you for debates and rebates, and we thank you for so loving this world you gave your only begotten Son. We thank you, Lord.
Our father’s God to Thee, the Author of Liberty, we offer thanks for yellow submarines and purple mountains majesties; for interns and nurses, for blood banks and butterflies, atoms and ants and the ancient assurance that “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.”
Our thankful praise, Lord, for weddings and waffles, winks and woks. Let us not forget solar heat and lemon-aid, all things chocolate and for my wife, everything without calories that taste good. For homes and homecomings, for the true meaning of Christmas and for crayons, for fleece and flamingos and flags, especially our great flag of these United States. We truly are thankful and grateful to you for ordaining Thanksgiving, and our Nation.
Lord of all, to Thee we raise our Thanksgiving praise for healing beyond hurt, for love beyond measure, for life beyond life, and mysteries beyond comprehending. But most of all we are grateful that “neither death, nor life…nor principalities nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature shall be able to separate us from the love of God.”
Image courtesy Creation Swap/Matt Gruber
Article courtesy of Dr. Lyle Rapacki and The Olive Branch Report
This didn't happen during Thanksgiving, but it happened. I had a faithful friend who grew up a PK - preacher's kid. I don't know why so many children of preachers come to have disregard for the church, religion and God but my friend fit right in that category. I remember one Easter when we were talking and she said "It's ridiculous to believe Jesus or anyone rose from the dead. That' just plain stupid." I was mortified and didn't know what to say except, "He did." She would occasionally go to church with us but reluctantly and usually only at Christmas. For some reason inexplicable to me, she believed in the Virgin Birth but not in the Crucifixion, miracles both. Until a few years later when she got very sick. Nothing helped as she became sicker and sicker. It became more clear by the day that she would not recover. It is then she renounced her earlier disdain for God and fully embraced him. She asked to have her service at my church and when the time arrived, we made those arrangements. In my heart, I don't believe she ever renounced God, that something else was playing out in her head. I am thankful, very thankful that God spoke to her in her final days and that she listened to her real heart.