For those of you who have made requests, here is my sermon from Thanksgiving.
Introduction: Thanksgiving Grace
Happy Thanksgiving! I have so much to be thankful for today and in
my life and I hope you know that you do, too; for we are a people who have been
blessed by God. We have been blessed by God to be part of this Christian
community. That cares for one another and is on a mission to know God in Jesus
Christ and to make Christ known; we have been blessed by God to live in a
nation of great opportunity; we have been blessed by God to have family and
friends; we have been blessed by God with the gift of life itself; and today,
we give thanks.
I love this day, I love
Thanksgiving Day, among all our national days and Holy Days, because it’s the one day when we as
a nation and, frankly, when we as Christians, come closest to getting it right.
Thanksgiving, though a civic holiday is the one day in the year when we come closest to getting our
priorities and our focus in the right place as we set aside an entire day to
give thanks to someone or something — usually God in some way — to thank one another for the many gifts t we have been given in our
everyday lives.
In some sense, it’s both profound
and strange that we would set aside only one day in a year to offer thanks. Profound
because our nation and our way of life come to a virtual standstill for a few
hours, as people of all sorts gather around some table to eat, to offer thanks, and to share the
gift of life. Strange, because for some of us, it’s the only time when we feel
comfortable enough, even encouraged enough, to count our blessings; to say thank you to God and to say
thank you to one another for gifts great and small.
I know around our Thanksgiving
table this afternoon, I’ll ask everyone to share at least one thing that
they’re thankful for. It’s a tradition
my parents instilled in me and it’s always a lovely moment
during the meal to talk about the people and the things and the events that
have touched our hearts in some way.
When this moment comes, you can
sense a change in the energy around the table. Oh, there’s some performance
anxiety as people wonder what they’re going to say and whether it will measure up to
what others may say. But after that little worry passes and thanks are being
shared people’s faces soften; worry lines fade; smiles emerge and broaden; and
eyes twinkle as the trivial and silly gifts of life are revealed; or as major
events, sometimes hard moments, are spoken of in quieter tones, drawing us all
too briefly into the poignant moments of grace and transformation of life.
I think sometimes that
Thanksgiving—that this moment of sharing our thanks is the most nourishing part
of the meal. For in offering our thanks, our souls are fed, our fears released
and we are changed. In offering our thanks, for gifts great and small, we come
closest to seeing God’s kingdom and God’s righteousness in our midst, as we
remember that all we are and all that we have come to us as gifts from God. And
if you and I can learn to live every day in thanksgiving to God and one another
then we’ll come much closer to getting it right beyond Thanksgiving Day, and we’ll
come much closer to having our life in the right order. And our worries and
fears will become the passing problems they really are as we’re drawn closer to
the presence and the peace of God and God’s kingdom.
Giving Thanks
Thanksgiving Day has become a
particularly special day for me as you and I started our ministry together sixteen
years ago today and the life and love and mission and ministry that we have
shared have been beyond my wildest imaginings for our life together. And as I
reflected on our ministry together, I was reminded of a Thanksgiving moment that happened in my first year of
ordained ministry, in Roanoke, Virginia.
Part of our ministry there was to
lead worship services each Wednesday at the various retirement and nursing
homes. And on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I was responsible for leading
the service at one of the poorer homes, a home where people who had very little
lived out their last days in a simple, but dignified facility.
Struggling to come up with an
appropriate way to acknowledge Thanksgiving Day, I invited them to share what
they were thankful for before we started the service. For the next thirty
minutes, these men and women, who had very little by the world’s standards gave
thanks to God in the most eloquent way:
Thank you for another year;
Thank you for having something to
eat every day;
Thank you that I’m not living on
the street any more;
Thank you for my new teeth that allow
me to chew my food again;
Thank you for my son;
Thank you for my daughter coming to
visit this afternoon;
Thank you that I will be going to
my sister’s house tomorrow for dinner;
Thank you for my husband of 47
years;
Thank you that the cancer is all
gone;
Thank you for my new great granddaughter;
Thank you for Jesus.
It was like waves of grace washing
over the room as these children of God gave their thanks and laughed a little
and cried a little over all their blessings.
That was pretty much the whole
service for that Wednesday before Thanksgiving; we sang a hymn and left each
other with smiles and a few hugs, changed by the moment of magnificent
thanksgiving. It’s so easy to forget how much God has given us, so easy to get
caught up in wanting and needing something more. So easy to let worry and
distractions rule our hearts and take for granted the inventory of gifts that
make up our lives.
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