It’s Thanksgiving Day and it’s quiet in my condo. I’m preparing food for the Thanksgiving table and getting it ready for our family gathering later this afternoon.
As I stirred the ingredients for the cornbread dressing, I had a warm feeling come over me. It wasn’t the cook top – it was the Holy Spirit – and I knew to pay attention. He wanted me to understand something. When I get that feeling, it’s not something crazy or mind altering or spooky. It’s the way God gets my attention and He knows me well.
As I stood there stirring, the spoon caught my eye. Mother’s spoon. She isn’t here anymore and lives in heaven. When I sold my home and most all of my possessions a few years ago, there were only a few special items I took with me to my new life. This spoon was one of them.
Mother used that spoon to make all our favorite dishes and her hands conjured up the most delicious of meals. She was an old-fashioned southern lady who used tons of butter – the real kind – and lots of sugar too. She didn’t substitute any ingredients for man-made, strangely named ingredients. She always said God made butter and sugar and that was good enough for her.
She had held that spoon and now today I was holding it.
I miss Mother. I miss her unconditional and sacrificial love. I miss her glue that held us all together. I miss her pink, satin cap she wore to bed to keep her hair from messing up during the night. I miss her stopping to drink one sip of water before leaving the house to shop or run errands. I miss her keeping us waiting at the table until she “cleaned herself up” from the flour on her apron. I miss her because she was in my corner always and was so proud of me.
I know today you are probably missing someone too. Most of us have experienced the death of a loved one. I pray you will find comfort in knowing that the ones who Love Jesus are gathering in heaven today and sitting at God’s banquet table with Him. That’s a promise He made to us as followers of Christ: “And people will come from east and west, and from north and south, and sit down to feast in God’s kingdom.” Luke 13:29
Imagine that picture. My sweet Mother and your beloved who have passed from this life are sitting there with others from all corners of the earth. Their feast is filled with foods from all over the world and from the gardens of heaven! Whoa, I’d love to see that table! Can’t you see it?
Oh if only we could do that on earth. “That which is in heaven.”
If you are missing someone who has departed, I hope you’ll find something today that reminds you of him or her. Their life was special – as all lives are – and if they didn’t leave a spoon behind, I know they left a “feeling” behind. Their life mattered and all made a difference. During this Thanksgiving Day, honor that person at the table and remind your fellow diners that we are one moment away from leaving this table and feasting at God’s table. It could happen today. It could happen tomorrow. It’s going to happen to all of us one day. You just don’t know when.
As you gather, ask them…”Do you know Jesus?” (That’s a “stirring the pot moment” but it’s okay because that’s the message I got when I felt the leading to write this.)
If they do, give praise for that and remind them you’ll feast with them in heaven one day. If they don’t, share the good news that Jesus loves them. Don’t be afraid to speak up about this important matter. Invite them to heaven’s eternal banquet feast. Who wouldn’t want to go to heaven? Don’t be obnoxious and do it in love. People really love to be loved. That’s the entire message of Jesus. LOVE.
Well, I have to go back to stirring the pot (on the stove, not in life — that’s for tomorrow!) and adding a bunch of pats of butter, a cup of sugar and a big dose of LOVE to the ingredients. Just like Mother used to do. And I’ll hold her spoon in my hand and thank God He gave me such a wonderful woman in my life. What a blessing she was and I hope I’m still making her proud.
Happy Thanksgiving, my friends. I pray you’ll eat all you want and not one calorie will adhere to this earthly body you reside in. Of course that would be a miracle but God’s in the miracle business so why not ask?
So in love with life today and hope you are too!! Counting my blessings one by one — and you are on the list!
Peace, Love, Out,