“Yeah, but every little boy grows up, and he’s haunted by the heart that died. Longing for the world that was before the fall. Oh, but then forgiveness comes. A grace that I cannot resist. And I just want to thank someone. I just want to thank someone for this.” – Andrew Peterson – 2012 from, “Light For The Lost Boy” CD
I slept in the guest bedroom of my grandparent’s house when visiting. It’s in an old part of Greenville, Texas, built in 1852. Creaky wooden slat floors, no insulation in the walls and high ceilings. Unfortunately, the guest room was next to my grandmother’s kitchen. It was a blessing and a curse. My mom and I would arrive for Thanksgiving a day early, way before the uncles, aunts and cousins would pull up at the old house. By that time, my grandmother had already been in prep for the family feast to come. Needless to say, on Thanksgiving morning, around 4:00am, I would awake to the sound of egg beaters, along with a collage of holiday aromas, drifting and hovering over my bed like a web of tantalizing treats. THAT was Thanksgiving morning for me. Those particular family traditions are gone, fading into treasured memories. I do thank God for the mental slideshows.
Look at the title of this article. It’s a common phrase we say all the time. We hear ourselves blurt it out when someone holds the elevator doors for us. We speak it when shown to our theater seats. It’s normal to say it at the drive-thru window, after paying for the sack of fast food. Funny how you can make it sound sarcastic, or very warm. Try it. “Oh, thanks a LOT!” (Maybe ending it with the word, “Pal” or something I can’t type on this format.) Even the word, “Oh…” can be hurtful to an ear. “Oh” makes gratefulness appear to be an afterthought, as if the offering of it was almost forgotten. I recommend dropping the “Oh” and go straight for the cherished words. Why? Read on, if you dare.
While listening online to CCM Classic.com, I heard, for the first time, an Andrew Peterson song from 2012, “Don’t You Want To Thank Someone” from his, “Light For The Lost Boy” CD. Let me tell you, tears may come as you hear the song, or just read the lyric. It will test you. The melody is haunting. His verses will pierce you, even reclaim some memories, but guaranteed to make you put down the phone, turn off the screen and ponder once again. I highly recommend it for a rich Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving should be a way of heart, daily life, like prayer. Secular society would discover it takes humility to do so. When calling up a loved one to say, “Thanks a lot”, recall Who gave that person to you. Recall Who paved the road that brought the intersections of your relationships. Many will be grateful for the view on a midnight clear. That’s terrific; however, many will not thank the Painter of the scene, the Engineer who spins the orbits in precised synchronization like the atomic clock of perfection. Many will be thankful for their jobs. That’s great. But, many employees will neglect gratefulness to the One who inspired the business owner who founded the company who hired them. Many will be appreciative for good health. However, many will ignore the One who holds all things together. Many will tell their child how thankful they are for their young lives mingled with theirs. However, scads will forget to thank the Creator, the Life Giver and the Birth Giver. Frankly, in the end, when we thank someone, or some object, we are thanking the “thing” or the “person” God created and graciously gave as a gift.
So, yes, do thanks a lot.
It takes a humble heart to give thanks, instead of using it as a throw-away line. When we accept this truth, it always adds fuel for the race.
“’Cause I can hear the voice of one. He’s crying in the wilderness, ‘Make ready for the Kingdom Come’. Don’t you want to thank someone for this?” – Andrew Peterson, 2012- “Light For The Lost Boy” CD. (Youtube this one)