My paraphrase for these verses: Remember when life is good from where that
good life came, not you but God.
I thought these were appropriate Thanksgiving season
thoughts. God has blessed our lives with
much we do not earn or deserve. The
Pilgrims remembered that it was God who provided them in their new home. I found this quote from their governor in
1623:
"...as
the great Father has given us this year an abundant harvest of Indian corn,
wheat, peas, squashes and garden vegetables, and made the forest to abound with
game and the sea with fish and clams, and inasmuch as he has protected us from
the ravages of the savages, has spared us from the pestilence and granted us
freedom to worship God according to the dictates of our own conscience."
I was
impressed that he was specific and remembered well- from the specific list of
the crops, the sources, the deliverance and the opportunity for life free from
oppression.
I spent a few days pondering my life and my Promised
Land. I spent some time wondering
through Psalms about thanksgiving. I read my favorite, Psalm 24 because it
reminded me that God created it all and He is SO Worth my praise for this world
that I am given to live and learn.
I wondered
what was my Promised Land. Most often we think in the physical location as the
Israelites. Is my Promised Land where I
live? Perhaps and probably.
Yet as I sat
in the congregation at a friend's funeral this week, it occurred to me that
tomorrow when I wake up that day will be my Promised Land. Tomorrow is available to me and I didn't
build it or earn it. God gives it to me
to use for myself and to bring Him Glory.
At the end of tomorrow I need to remember that it was God who gave me
the day, my Promised Land. Another day
is good and God gave it to me.
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