The last few weeks have found me a bit melancholy.
I have been focusing on mathematics.
No, I am anything but a math whiz.
Just ask my Dad and I am sure he will recall endless pages of filled yellow legal pads trying to get me to understand story problems and geometry.
I was always better at addition than subtraction.
I liked whole numbers infinitely more than fractions.
This year has held more subtraction than I care to recall.
It has been evident in simple yearly tasks like how many school pictures to order, cards to send, gifts to buy…a lot fewer this time around.
I am sure today will echo silence in my home and many in my family as they are reminded that the phone will not ring quite as much on this Thanksgiving.
It is alright to be a bit sad for that which is lacking.
But little by little I am realizing that in the very near future I will be physically stuffed just as that napkin proclaims.
That fullness may be a bit uncomfortable but it will inevitably subside.
Day by day, moment by moment, I am finding myself spiritually stuffed.
One could say it is a perpetual stuffing of sorts.
His supply is endless and abundant.
Thanks be to God who takes my every day story problems and solves them in Christ Jesus.
The day still holds some missing numbers but He is present to fill every gap with Himself.
May today bring you many reminders of the wonderful addition and multiplication that is available in our Savior.
I think I like that kind of math…new life math indeed.
Now thanks be to God for His Gift,
II Corinthians 9: 15
Happy Thanksgiving to you all!