Sometimes you need a mulligan. A little girl named Lois wrote a letter to God:
“Dear God, I like the Lord’s prayer best of all. Did you have to write it a lot or did you get it right the first time? I have to write everything I ever write over again.”
This time of year offers some do-overs. It’s a great season to let grudges go and choose forgiveness over resentment. Nothing clears the heart like remembering the grace we have been extended. If God treated us like we deserve, none of us would be pleased.
At Thanksgiving, I cannot help but think of experiences shared with family and friends. I realize that time is fleeting and we are not promised tomorrow. It always strikes me when I officiate at a funeral. We cannot afford to waste time. We must cherish moments we are given and live in them fully.
Words need to be spoken. Perhaps they are needed to close a breach. Nine of the hardest words in the English language are: “I am sorry. I was wrong. Please forgive me.”
Perhaps they are needed to express sentiment. How can you not tell people who matter to you that you love them?
Words don’t come easy? Show your gratitude. Express your thanks. That’s what young Ruth did when she wrote this: “Dear God, I think the stapler was one of your greatest inventions.” Ruth may need to get out more.
Don’t ever let your list of petitions outnumber your list of praises. God deserves our praise even if we don’t deserve our blessings! “Shout joyfully to the Lord, all the earth. Serve the Lord with gladness; come before Him with joyful singing!”