Happy Thanksgiving Day to all of you American-type-people! I have to tell ya, I was feeling the patriotism today what with apple pie, turkey, and lots and lots of food, football, and family. I swear I could hear the National Anthem in the background. Is it just me?
Anyhow, I got to thinking (which is scary you know?) about the origins of this fattening holiday of ours. Most of you know it, and have likely heard the story time and time again. The story of the pilgrims and how they came to this new land with hopes of freedom and bla bla bla bla bla. But the writer in me took charge and started making connections.
What was this nation founded on? The United States of America. What sets it apart from any other nation? What makes the soaring eagle more special than the roaring lion? What is it that gives Americans such a pride?
Many answers, of course, come to mind. America was founded on freedom, life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. It is true that this is what the Pilgrims and all Americans wanted...but what is it they really wanted? What drove them here? We're taught to ask this with characters in all writing classes, so why not with life?
And then the truth hit me--America was founded on the Hope and Power of My Lord Jesus Christ.
But people don't remember this! And those who do shrug it off with comments like, "Well we can't offend people." And, "Not everyone thinks that way anymore."
It's kind of like the quote from National Treasure where Ben Gates is reading the Declaration of Independence and sighs saying, "People don't talk that way anymore..." Later on he makes the point that people think that way.
Well it seems to me that there are many who remember and "give thanks" for the holy foundations of our country. But there are very few who remember and act on it. Those who do are a select, peculiar, and royal remnant.
Once again the writer in me took over. A royal remnant....doesn't that sound like the back of fantasy novel? A royal remnant, set in place by a righteous King. The world has forgotten them, but they cling to truth nonetheless. The darkness is consuming the light, but through the faith of the few the many will be rescued from the fire.
And then I get all excited. Simply because that does sound like the back of a novel. And what's so cool about it, is that I am part of that remnant, and if not...I strive to be.
This world is so full of darkness. So much so that even pinpoints of truth and light, like Thanksgiving and Christmas, are smothered and turned to dirt. What is the meaning of Thanksgiving? Greed. Christmas? Greed. And there are very few that remember the light.
But is this a cause for grief? Perhaps. But we of the Remnant are not called to dwell on our numbers. We are called to shine our lights into darkness, and lessen the numbers of the enemy and undecided. And the Christmas/Thanksgiving Season is the time for battle.
We should be thankful for those who have joined the cause. And remember those who have died for it. Thanksgiving is a time for remembering our beginnings and worshiping the One Who gave us new life. Specifically in our country. Our nation is special.
Today especially I got to thinking about this warfare. And how this Remnant should battle. Thanksgiving is the time to win back our people. To guide them to the One Who can redeem them of their sins and inspire that hope and joy.
Thanksgiving is the time to give thanks. And it is the time to battle.
This was my Facebook status this morning, "May we all remember the foundations of this nation of ours, and give thanks for the remnant that still thrives. May our fires burn bright for the darkness to see and fear. May the undecided be filled with a desire for truth and may the Maker and Sustainer of heaven and earth be revealed as the Mighty One He is."
May this be our battle cry.
Endurance and Victory. Never alone.
I Peter 2:9
But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light