“Through
Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of
praise—the fruit of lips that openly profess his name” (Hebrews 13:15,
NIV).
My gift to Him is a thankful heart. When things are
hard—when pain persists—when problems overwhelm, I will look for reasons
to be thankful. I will seek to realize the blessings He gives that
often slip by unobserved. The gift of thanksgiving in my heart—no matter
what is going on in my life—is my sacrifice of praise. No matter what I
face, it could be worse. A
friend's husband was in the hospital fighting cancer. The chemotherapy
was tearing his body apart. The pain around her heart had turned it to
stone. It hurt too much to feel. She could not bare to watch him fight
for a healing that might never happen. Her pain imprisoned her, and she
erected a wall to protect her broken heart. As she walked down the
hospital corridor one morning, she saw a little old woman in the room
next to her husband's, sitting up in bed shivering uncontrollably.
“Give her your favorite shawl,” the thought flew into her head. She
ignored it, but it would not go away. Finally, in an attempt to get the
voice out of her head, she brought her shawl to the hospital. With
everything else going on in her shattered life, this was just something
else that she saw as another chore. She was just going to leave the
shawl on the woman's bed, but the little lady was still sitting up in
her bed shivering. Moving closer to her, she placed the shawl around the
woman's shoulder, and a pair of thankful blue eyes slowly looked up at
her and melted her stony heart. With that one act of kindness, the wall
that had held back her own pain was suddenly released, and the healing
love of the Holy Spirit gave her freedom in the arms of that little
woman in the next room.
The blessings of God are often missed
because my mind is focused on my circumstance and not on His
faithfulness to carry me through it. Each day I will open my eyes to His
blessings around me. I will realize that others have a greater need,
and I will give myself away. The wall which has imprisoned my own pain
will come down, and praise and thankfulness will spring up. What had
once been a sacrifice will be a sacrifice no longer, because my heart
shall no longer focus on my pain, but on my passionate joy for His
blessings.
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