This
week we will set aside a day to be thankful.
We do this in the context of unbelievable prosperity and wealth. As part of our ritual of Thanksgiving we will
participate in a feast that at times borders on gluttony. Many will, as part of
the ritual, watch football games, parades and go shopping. Black Friday begins for some retailers on
Thanksgiving afternoon and part of our Thanksgiving ritual will be to spend, in
some cases, to excess.
In
the midst of all this opulence it is sometimes easy to be forgetful. If the opposite of Thanksgiving is
ingratitude, the soil from which ingratitude grows is forgetfulness. When we have all we need and then some, it
is hard to remember what it is like to not have enough. Many, if not most of us, have never, ever
known what it is like to literally not have enough. We may have not eaten what we wanted, but we
have eaten. We may not have had new
shoes or attractive shoes, but we have only gone barefoot by choice. We sleep out as a camping trip not because
that is our only option. We have a hard
time not being forgetful because we have no real lack to remember.
I
don’t believe it is easier to be thankful in hard times. The thankful heart will look at a full plate
and say, “Thank you”; it will look at a sparse plate and with equal vitality
say, “Thank you.” A person who isn’t
grateful for a little will likely not be grateful for much. A person who is truly mindful of blessings
with much will likely be thankful for the small blessings when those were all
they had.
Which
brings me to the curious passage of scripture that started these musings. The man of God had lost his freedom, his
space was cramped, stank and it was darker than the blackest night. But words of thanks swelled from him
lips. I’m not talking about Paul in
prison. I am talking about the troubled
prophet Jonah:
But I will sacrifice to You
with
the voice of thanksgiving
That which I have vowed I
will pay.
Salvation is from the Lord.” 2:9
This
was before he rode the vomitus express.
This was his moving song of worship from the belly of the fish. There doesn’t appear to be any promise of
rescue. He could have anticipated the
other exit at the moment.
In
view of his deplorable attitude while on his mission and in the aftermath of
Nineveh’s repentance, I find it interesting that in the worst moment, in the
worst place, in the hardest time, the prophet’s heart was most grateful. It may not be easier to be thankful during
hard times, but they can be a prompt for remembering and it is memory that is
the seedbed of gratitude.
Happy Thanksgiving and remember to remember
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