It’s the Sunday after Thanksgiving and also the first Sunday of Advent. They greet each other today.

The admonition in my devotional book points me to a continuing path. “Be joyful always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

The few days of the holiday leave memories lingering, thoughts of my family, my precious ones, gathered around tables of food and fellowship, the conversations as varied and tantalizing as the recipes we prepared. Love for one another overlooks our differences of opinion.

Laughter rings from room to room. Children relish time with each other and lay forth a challenge to jump in cold waters of the swimming pool as adults stand around and remember being this young and adventurous.

There is much for which to say “Thank You” to my Father in Heaven. Not just on Thanksgiving Day but every day of my wonderful wild life.

We press forward toward year’s end, the compulsions of Christmas pursuits weighing upon us.

Giving thanks is followed by the invitation to look for the Christ child. The coming of the Promise rides on the heels of a grateful heart. Is there a message for me here?

As I look for joy, count gifts, acknowledge my  blessings from a benevolent God, my heart opens to the prospect of what will come. A good, good Father gives good to His children. His word is true and faithful. What He says He will do indeed.

I will anticipate the season of Christmas with gladness for it is the fulfillment of the promised Messiah. He didn’t come as expected in robes of royalty. But He came none the less, in humble attire and amidst uncertain ways.

My gifts often come disguised. They are still gifts. And I will be thankful.

Sunday grace.