Let all your works give you thanks, O Lord,
and let your faithful ones bless you.

Psalm 145:10

When I walked down the driveway for the newspaper, our Thanksgiving display caught my eye. It portrays Peanuts characters Lucy, Snoopy and Charlie Brown happily enjoying pumpkin pie. Since everyone enjoyed our Halloween Peanuts display, my husband and I added this Thanksgiving edition some years ago.

Though these lovable characters are the work of Charles Schultz’s imagination, they elicit very real feelings of gratitude from me. When I consider their elation over that pumpkin pie, I can’t help feeling the same over so much more…

Suddenly, the blue of the sky and leafless trees I’ve seen a hundred times fill me with awe. Chirping birds elicit a smile as they enjoy lunch at our birdfeeders. Even the chubby squirrels who make a meal of the birds’ leftovers give me reason to feel grateful.

It seems I’ve received a lesson in Creation’s wisdom without leaving my own yard. The blue sky that beckoned my eyes toward heaven and the trees who continuously raise their arms upward encourage me to do the same. Their very existence points to God’s goodness. Those birds and squirrels who so happily enjoy their daily bread remind me that I’m blessed to do the same.

It seems to me that being a part of God’s creation is a privilege and an honor. It seems to me that I can show my gratitude for this privilege and honor by doing what those trees and animals did for me. I can say “thank you!” by pointing my fellow humans in heaven’s direction as well.

Generous God, I am grateful to be a part of your handiwork. Help me to express my gratitude by urging my fellow humans ever closer to you.

©2022 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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