It’s amazing how flippantly we take things.
I’ve been thinking about this concept of the spoiled child at Christmastime who is so busy playing with his new toys that he never thanks those who gave them to him. The people who spent time picking out just the right toy, consulting with parents, wrapping it carefully, including a card. This spoiled boy in my mind doesn’t care…he just wants to play with it until there’s something newer and more exciting, and then he forgets about it all together.
There’s an adult in my mind, too. This adult gives one of their friends a gift, and the friend never says “thank you.” The friend never mentions it, in fact…they just keep taking the gift for granted and move on with life, move on with the friendship, and wait for the next gift.
The word narcissistic comes to mind. We wouldn’t be so pompous as to do that, would we? We’re so much more thoughtful and considerate than that, aren’t we?
Think about what God has done for you lately. Just in the last day. Just in the last 12 hours. Think about it. Get past the clutter in your head, move beyond the junk. Look around the bomb that was just dropped in your life. Peer through the fog. There are gifts there. What is it for you? LIfe? Family? A new child? Finishing school? Your car repair wasn’t as expensive as you though it would be? What is it for you?
What if it’s not a material thing at all? What if it’s us having the chance to find something more out there than just this senseless chaos that we like to call life? What if it’s a real meaning, a true purpose? What if it’s something on the other side, something undeniably real and yet unseen?
How thankful should we be for that?
How anxiously should we grab onto it?
“Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift” (II Corinthians 9:15, HCSB).