Kill the fatted turkey; make
some dressing and some gravy. Set out the finest china and decorate the house.
My daughter’s coming home for Thanksgiving!
I look forward to
Thanksgiving every year because I love a day where we get to eat until we are
stuffed and reflect on the blessings the good Lord has given us. But this year
is special. It is my daughter’s first year at college, and she has not been
home once this semester.
I have anxiously awaited the
day she will arrive at the airport. My heart has ached for her. I miss her so much.
Thank goodness, I have a son
still at home, or my relationship with my dog might get out of control. (I know
some are thinking it already has.) My son’s presence is a joy, and I get to see
him everyday. Simple connection.
With all the phone calls,
texting, emails, skyping and any other forms of communication can not replace
seeing someone face to face.
As I look forward to seeing
my daughter step off that plane, I begin to understand how our heavenly father
must feel when He greets us in heaven.
God carefully knitted each
one of us together in our mother’s womb knowing we would enter a world of sin
that would separate us from His Presence. But to prepare for the day of
reconciliation, He sent His Son, the One and Only, to form a bridge for us to
Him.
Why would God do that;
because He loves us and longs to be near us. Jesus told the story of the
prodigal son and how the father looked for him everyday. When the son finally
returned home, beaten down by this cruel world, the father ran to meet his son.
Happy for his return, the father killed the fatted calf and threw a party.
When we accept Jesus as our
Savior, we find a relationship we have longed for and we are sealed for the day
of redemption. We learn more and more about our heavenly Father through Bible
study and prayer. We build a relationship where we learn to recognize His
voice, but I have a feeling nothing will compare with the day we get to go
home. Jesus has prepared a place designed just for us and a celebration awaits
that will compare to no other.
Take time to reflect this
Thanksgiving on the fact that you are dearly loved! You have a Father that
longs to see you and will run to meet you. And if you are missing your loved
ones that have gone home before you, just remember they are enjoying a banquet,
the likes we have never seen, and saving us a seat!
May you have a Blessed
Thanksgiving!
