Is this a Thanksgiving pie?
No... and Yes. It was my birthday pie in September. I often
prefer pie over cake to celebrate my birthday. Following the lead of my
2.5 year old, it transformed from birthday pie into a pie of thanksgiving in a
moment of Holiness. ("And a little child shall lead them.")
How fitting, as my little child loves
to pretend with magic wands and poof one thing into another thing, transforming
the first thing into a second, more awe inspiring thing.
With delight, and with the help of her
Daddy, she placed a birthday pie in front of me. I took a deep breath,
ready to blow out my candles, then paused... "Ummm, I don't know what to wish for!" I said dramatically, for her sake, yet sincerely asking the question in my own heart. I continued aloud, "In recent years I wished for Samantha. Then I wished for Annabelle. But I have both Samantha and Annabelle now and I don't know what to wish for now..." A loaded silence filled the room, Chris, Kellie and Bryce, all witnesses to this scene.
Samantha stared at me thoughtfully for a minute. Then, with an air of sweetness and confidence that only a child can possess, she said, "You have to say thank you."
Jaws all around the room fell open. Kellie sucked in the dramatic intake of breath representing the awe everyone felt.
I paused for a moment, my flesh struggling for only an instant. "Do I give up my only opportunity all year to choose one important request in the presence of Whoever makes birthday wishes come true?" I silently asked my heart. In the next instant, I smiled, the answer peaceful, obvious and wonderful, filling my soul. "Yes, I said aloud, "My wish, this year, is to simply say Thank You."
And I blew out the candles.
The candle of want: GONE... "the Lord is my Shepard, I shall not want."
The candle of worry: GONE... "He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside quiet waters." ("Be still and know that I am God.")
The candle of work: GONE... "He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake."
The candle of fear: GONE... "Yes, even though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me. Your rod and staff, they comfort me.
The candle of hunger, sickness and thirst: GONE... "You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil. My cup runs over."
The guiding light of all five candles, gone cold. Warm darkness envelopes.
The New Candle, visible only to the Eye of my Soul, comes into focus. This eye opens, awakens, welcoming my 37th year of life.
