By Gerald W. Deas, M.D.
I can recall when I was a youngster, I was a thankful child. I said, “thanks,” so much when someone gave me a gift, that my mother would get embarrassed. I recalled one Christmas that my uncle gave me a dollar as a gift. I thanked him until he was embarrassed and the next Christmas he gave me two dollars. Thankfulness, I feel is the essence of God. No matter how small the gift, it’s the thought behind it. My mom would often say, that she appreciated the gift I gave her but she would rather that I would become a thoughtful person to others. She just appreciated a simple greeting card.
I don’t know where all this thankfulness came from but I am sure it was silently given to me from my parents and extended family. During this spiritual season, we all should reflect upon the blessings that we have received and spread this feeling to others. When you consider the sufferings that are taking place throughout the world, it is evident that we are blessed.
The following poem, Heaven’s Grocery Store reminds me of these blessings:
Heaven’s Grocery Store
I was walking down life’s highway a long time ago
One day I saw a sign that read”Heaven’s Grocery Store
As I got a little closer, the door came open wide and when I came to myself,
I was standing inside.
I saw a host of angels, that were standing everywhere
One handed me a basket and said, ‘My child, shop with care.”
Everything a Christian needed was in that grocery store.
And all you couldn’t carry, you could come back the next day for more
First, I got some patience, Love was in the same row.
Further down was understanding, you need that wherever you go
I got a box or two of Wisdom, a bag or two of Faith
I just couldn’t miss the Holy Ghost, for it was all over the place
I stopped to get some Strength and Courage to help me run the race
By then, my basket was getting full, but I remembered I needed some Grace
I didn’t forget Salvation for Salvation that was free
So…I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me
Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill
For I thought I had everything to do my Master’s will
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and just had to put that in
For I knew when I stepped outside, I would walk right into Sin
Peace and Joy were plentiful, they were on the last shelf
Songs and Praises were hanging near, so I just helped myself
Then I said to the angel, “Now how much do I owe?”
Again, I smiled at him and said, “How much do I really owe?”
He smiled again and said, “My child, Jesus paid your bill a long time ago.
In closing, Count your blessings, name them one by one, count your many blessings, see what God has done!