Thursday, November 22, 2007

GIVING THANKS !

HAVE YOU EVER NOTICED HOW QUICKLY WE TEND TO GIVE BLAME TO OUR FATHER IN HEAVEN WHEN THINGS ARE TOUGH, AND AREN'T GOING SO GREAT OR WE HAVE LOST SOMEONE OR SOMETHING IN OUR LIFE, “WHY WOULD YOU ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN TO ME” ? OR ACCUSE HIM OF FORSAKING US, “WHY AREN’T YOU WITH ME, WHY WEREN’T YOU THERE TO PREVENT THIS” ?. IT SEEMS WE ARE VERY QUICK TO GIVE BLAME TO OUR FATHER IN HEAVEN, YET ON THE OTHER HAND ARE WE REALLY SO QUICK TO GET DOWN ON OUR KNEES AND THANK HIM WHEN THINGS ARE GOOD AND RIGHT IN OUR LIVES. DO WE EVER THANK HIM FOR THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS IN OUR LIFE, OR ASK HIM WHAT WE ARE TO BE LEARNING FROM THEM ?. SURE WE GIVE HIM OUR ROUTINE QUICK THANK YOU IN OUR NIGHTLY PRAYERS, BUT DO WE REALLY, TRULY, THANK HIM FOR THINGS GOOD IN OUR LIFE? OR DO WE JUST TAKE THEM FOR GRANTED? DO WE FERVENTLY ASK HIM WHAT IT IS WE ARE TO LEARN FROM OUR CURRENT TRIALS ?. I KNOW I AM GUILTY OF THIS, I NEED TO STOP AND LEARN TO BE THANKFUL FOR THE THORNS.

THE BLESSING OF THORNS
Sandra felt as low as the heels of her shoes as she pushed against a November gust and the florist shop door. Her life had been easy, like a spring breeze. Then in the fourth month of her second pregnancy, a minor automobile accident stole her ease.
During this Thanksgiving week she would have delivered a son. She grieved over her loss. As if that weren't enough, her husband's company threatened a transfer. Then her sister, whose annual holiday visit she coveted, called saying she could not come.
What's worse, Sandra's friend infuriated her by suggesting her grief was a God-given path to maturity that would allow her to empathize with others who suffer. "She has no idea what I'm feeling," thought Sandra with a shudder.
"Thanksgiving? Thankful for what?" she wondered aloud. For a careless driver whose truck was hardly scratched when he rear-ended her? For an airbag that saved her life but took that of her child?
"Good afternoon, can I help you?"
The shop clerk's approach startled her.
"I....I need an arrangement, "stammered Sandra. "For Thanksgiving?
Do you want beautiful but ordinary, or would you like to challenge the day with a customer favorite I call the Thanksgiving Special?" asked the shop clerk.
"I'm convinced that flowers tell stories," she continued
"Are you looking for something that conveys 'gratitude' this Thanksgiving?
"Not exactly!" Sandra blurted out. "In the last five months, everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. " Sandra regretted her outburst, and was surprised when the shop clerk said, "I have the perfect arrangement for you."
Then the door's small bell rang, and the shop clerk said, "Hi Barbara...let me get your order." She politely excused herself and walked toward a small workroom, then quickly reappeared, carrying an arrangement of greenery, bows, and long-stemmed thorny roses.
Except the ends of the rose stems were neatly snipped...there were no flowers.
"Want this in a box?" asked the clerk.
Sandra watched for the customer's response. Was this a joke? Who would want rose stems with no flowers!?! She waited for laughter, but neither woman laughed. "Yes, please," Barbara replied with an appreciative smile.
"You'd think after three years of getting the special, I wouldn't be so moved by its significance, but I can feel it right here, all over again," she said as she gently tapped her chest.
"Uhh," stammered Sandra, "that lady just left with, uhh... she just left with no flowers!"
"Right...I cut off the flowers. That's the Special... I call it the Thanksgiving Thorns Bouquet.
"Oh, come on, you can't tell me someone is willing to pay for that?" exclaimed Sandra.
"Barbara came into the shop three years ago feeling very much like you feel today," explained the clerk. "She thought she had very little to be thankful for. She had lost her father to cancer, the family business was failing, her son was into drugs, and she was facing major surgery."
"That same year I had lost my husband, "continued the clerk," and for the first time in my life, I had to spend the holidays alone. I had no children, no husband, no family nearby, and too great a debt to allow any travel.
"So what did you do?" asked Sandra. "I learned to be thankful for thorns," answered the clerk quietly. "I've always thanked God for good things in life and never thought to ask Him why those good things happened to me, but when bad stuff hit, did I ever ask! It took time for me to learn that dark times are important.
I always enjoyed the 'flowers' of life, but it took thorns to show me the beauty of God's comfort. You know, the Bible says that God comforts us when we're afflicted, and from His consolation we learn to comfort others.
"Sandra sucked in her breath as she thought about the very thing her friend had tried to tell her."I guess the truth is I don't want comfort.
Sandra watched for the customer's response. Was this a joke? Who would want rose stems with no flowers!?! She waited for laughter, but neither woman laughed. "Yes, please," Barbara replied with an appreciative smile.
"You'd think after three years of getting the special, I wouldn't be so moved by its significance, but I can feel it right here, all over again," she said as she gently tapped her chest.
"Uhh," stammered Sandra, "that lady just left with, uhh... she just left with no flowers!"
"Right...I cut off the flowers. That's the Special... I call it the Thanksgiving Thorns Bouquet.
"Oh, come on, you can't tell me someone is willing to pay for that?" exclaimed Sandra.
"Barbara came into the shop three years ago feeling very much like you feel today," explained the clerk. "She thought she had very little to be thankful for. She had lost her father to cancer, the family business was failing, her son was into drugs, and she was facing major surgery."
"That same year I had lost my husband, "continued the clerk," and for the first time in my life, I had to spend the holidays alone. I had no children, no husband, no family nearby, and too great a debt to allow any travel.
"So what did you do?" asked Sandra. "I learned to be thankful for thorns," answered the clerk quietly. "I've always thanked God for good things in life and never thought to ask Him why those good things happened to me, but when bad stuff hit, did I ever ask! It took time for me to learn that dark times are important.
I always enjoyed the 'flowers' of life, but it took thorns to show me the beauty of God's comfort. You know, the Bible says that God comforts us when we're afflicted, and from His consolation we learn to comfort others.
"Sandra sucked in her breath as she thought about the very thing her friend had tried to tell her."I guess the truth is I don't want comfort.
"Well," the clerk replied carefully, "my experience has shown me that thorns make roses more precious. We treasure God's providential care more during trouble than at any other time.
Remember, it was a crown of thorns that Jesus wore so we might know His love. Don't resent the thorns."
Tears rolled down Sandra's cheeks. For the first time since the accident, she loosened her grip on resentment. "I'll take those twelve long-stemmed thorns, please," she managed to choke out.
"I hoped you would," said the clerk gently. "I'll have them ready in a minute."
"Thank you. What do I owe you?" asked Sandra.
"Nothing." said the clerk.
"Nothing but a promise to allow God to heal your heart. The first year's arrangement is always on me. "The clerk smiled and handed a card to Sandra.
"I'll attach this card to your arrangement, but maybe you'd like to read it first."

It read:

"Dear God, I have never thanked you for my thorns. I have thanked you a thousand times for my roses, but never once for my thorns. Teach me the glory of the cross I bear; teach me the value of my thorns. Show me that I have climbed closer to you along the path of pain.
Show me that,through my tears,the colors of your rainbow look much more brilliant."


TO ALL OUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS AT THIS WONDERFUL TIME OF YEAR, MAY WE ALL REMEMBER TO BE THANKFUL FOR ALL THE THINGS IN OUR LIFE, LIKE THE ROSE MAY WE BE THANKFUL FOR THE FLOWER AND THE THORNS.
WE LOVE YOU ALL, AND WE ARE GREATFUL FOR YOUR PRESENCE IN OUR LIVES. MAY YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE ALWAYS IN OUR THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS.

REMEMBER TO GIVE THANKS.

*** HAPPY THANKSGIVING ***

LOVE, ROBBY & CLAUDIA

7 comments:

Heather said...

Way to make me all teary eyed on Thanksgiving! That was a nice story. I read a book a couple years back - The Peacegiver, great book, but in it I read something that I loved. It went something like this:
A guy was asking why it seemed like he had more trials than everyone else. And his grandfather asked if he prayed more when he was going through trials or more when life was smooth.
He admitted that he prayed more when life was rocky. His grandfather then told him that maybe Heavenly Father gives us trials so that we remember to talk to him."
I liked that because sometimes I feel like I have more trials than everyone else. So then I just remember this story and tell myself,"hmmmm. . . Heavenly Father just must like to hear from me more than everyone else!" :)
I love you guys and I am really sad that we couldn't all be together today. REALLY SAD!
Anyways, have a great day and
Happy Thanksgiving you Turkey Butt Yo-Yo Heads!

Nick said...

Wow thats a really great story! you always have a way of making the holidays have so much meaning and warmth. I wish we could have celebrated this day together, but there is always next year right! Happy thanksgiving to you and Dad...and I suppose Monte moron and Fee Fee man.

Hollie said...

That's a great story. I love stories that remind us of these important lessons. It's funny because just the other night Jared and I were talking about how hard it is to pay tithing when you have NO money. We know it's important though because we have been blessed in the past for being faithful in this commandment. This time though it just seems like we can't get ahead, or break even, and Jared said he didn't understand because we've been paying our tithing. I thought about it for a second and told him that we must not be learning the lessons we're meant to be learning and that's why we keep having these same struggles. I know we'll figure it out and I am thankful for the thorns in our lives because it makes the roses smell that much sweeter. Happy Thanksgiving Mom & Dad. We love you and wish we could have all been together.

Heather said...

Grawma & Bapa,
Hi, this is Caiden. Blaise is playing x-box with Dad. If I am good I get money. My a big boy. Dad is wearing a cool shirt. Avery has a big chocolate mess on her shirt. Mommy ate a lot of Turkey and now her tummy is fat. My thought she had a baby in there, but she doesn't.

What are you doing? Is Gwamma on the puter and Bapa watching T.v? Is you watching Nascars?

Bye bye. I love you THIS much.

Caiden

RC said...

HI CAIDEN, WE SENT YOU A LETTER ON MOMMIES BLOG ON HER GIDDY POST. WE LOVE YOU THIS MUCH. XXXXXXXOOOOOOO
BAPA & GRAWMA

Yamile said...

Great, beautiful story! I read it after Thanksgiving, but isn't that lesson appropriate all year long?
I hope you are enjoying this Chrsitmas Season

Heather said...

LOok at you getting all fancy! I love the header!