Now, our God, we give you thanks, and praise your glorious name. (1 Chron. 29:13 NIV)
The beginning of the school year is always bumpy. No matter how hard I try to prepare, the unexpected throws a wrench upsetting my best intentions. Thankfully, after a few weeks, our new normal sets in as we have become adjusted to our new schedules.
Last night we had the rare opportunity of eating together. Well, four of us ate together while Nathan was working. Jonah shared a story about his P.E. teacher. He has the same teacher as last year. Jonah is not athletic at all, but his teacher seems to like him. Yesterday, the teacher was carrying a large stack of folders to the class. Jonah asked if he could help him. The teacher gladly handed some over and when they were finished said, “I appreciate you”.
Those words meant the world to Jonah. He said most people say, “Thanks. I appreciate it”. But his teacher said he appreciated Jonah. It was a quiet moment. The teacher didn’t praise him before the class. He just expressed his gratitude not for what Jonah did, but who he is. It touched Jonah’s heart (and mine).
This story came to mind while I was praying this morning. Sometimes, I get so caught up in the blessings; I forget to praise the One who blesses. I become distracted by the shiny things He gives forgetting there’s Someone behind the gifts. So today I took some time to thank God for being my Father, Provider, Lover of my soul, Healer, Protector and Redeemer. He is all those things and so much more. And I appreciate Him more than I can express but sometimes I forget to tell Him.