I was sitting at the head of the table tonight, looking at all the surrounded me. My beautiful home; nice furniture; warm and safe; my wonderful wife; two of my three sons with their families; and more food on my table than some small nations produce in a year. And my life flashed in front of my eyes. How did I ever make it to this point? I have fumbled and stumbled through the course of life like a drunken sailor on a tight rope. I can look back and see so many places that I took things so lightly and didn’t realize that the wrong move could have destroyed my life . . . and other times that I made a wrong move and was spared by the grace of God, and I didn’t even know it. And then other times still that I purposely, consciously, did things I knew full well were beyond wrong, and again the grace of God spared me.
1 Timothy 1:15 This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners; of whom I am chief.
He saved my wretched soul on December 19th, 1981. He has brought me through more than I am even aware of. He has placed me in the ministry. Used me to lead others to Christ. Made me a teacher of His perfect Word. Given me the privilege to preach the gospel. Given me zeal for the things of the Lord. And all this because He loves me . . . and HE has been the One to work in me BOTH to WILL AND to DO of His good pleasure. All I would do is ruin it. All I would accomplish is bitterness, destruction and pain.
This Thanksgiving, this day, this moment, this sobering realization, is an epiphany I hope never fades from my awareness.
I have more than any man could ask for. I have more than I could ever deserve or pay for. And I have a God to thank for all of it.
And then I go to heaven . . . . and He made that so as well.