sacrifice of thanksgiving
by Kristen
I walked out of a meeting feeling overwhelmed and agitated. I knew the endpoint of the project, but I had no idea how to get there. I wasn’t even sure where to start. I felt fear building inside me, so I took a deep breath and walked outside.
My racing mind tripped on these words: “I will offer to you the sacrifice of thanksgiving” (Ps. 116:17a).
Huh. A sacrifice is costly. It doesn’t happen effortlessly. It’s purposefully done. And it seemed an odd pairing with “thanksgiving.”
But it made me wonder if I—feeling inadequate and anxious—could offer thanks for the exact circumstances stressing me.
After a few more deep breaths, I thanked God for my job. I thanked Him for this project I couldn’t possibly do on my own, for having to admit I needed help, for colleagues who were willing to share information, for not knowing the right questions to ask but asking anyway, for a boss who trusted and supported me, for the discomfort of being stretched. I thanked my way through every aspect of the job.
Walking back to my office, it occurred to me I had entirely misconstrued the psalmist’s words. In the sacrificial system there was an actual sacrifice of thanksgiving, as in specific offerings to be made in gratitude for deliverance from trouble or for a blessing received. The act of giving thanks was not the sacrifice.
Yet, in giving thanks for the sources of my anxiety, I exchanged my desperation to know all the answers for willingness to trust God’s sufficiency. So . . . perhaps my unorthodox interpretation of the sacrifice of thanksgiving wasn’t completely wrong—because it hurts in all the right ways to give thanks for what doesn’t feel like a blessing.
It didn’t change the tasks, but it changed me.
Being willing to allow ourselves to be changed by God for His purposes, seldom easy, but always the best. You are a wise young woman
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Thank you, Mom 🙂
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My most profound spiritual experience happened on the worst day of my life when I heard God say to me, “Give thanks in all circumstances”. I was desperate to obey and as I began to thank God for the blessings in the circumstance I was in, He continued to bring more blessings to mind. As I thanked Him over and over, I felt His warm, reassuring arms around me and I knew then He would walk me through this and I was confident He would continue blessing me and give me what I needed moment by moment. Looking back on that day I see He has done that…and more. Thank you Kristen of reminding of this today!
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Oh, Joyce, I love that! He is so good to us!!
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