A Thanksgiving Heart to Heart

Gratitude alters intimate relationships.
It is a life-giving foundation. It says, in neon lights, “I see you. I recognize who you are and how I am blessed by your life and your love!”
Entitlement is ugly.
Indifference is even uglier.
Hitting pause and taking time to recognize God’s remarkable goodness in my life is a gift to me, but it is also gift to God. It draws me into His presence. It opens the door to a “heart to heart.”
When was the last time you wrote God a Love Letter or a Thank You Letter? Was it written with pen and paper or was it sent silently and prayerfully?
It doesn’t really matter, for it is an expression of gratitude, affection, and love.
As I peer into the next few days of family and festivities, I will be looking for a quiet corner.
Want to join me?
I am going to start out in Psalm 95. This prayer of praise finishes on a note that is near and dear to our hearts and His.


We are a group of passionate people who gather around the 4-word mission statement, “Run Hard. Rest Well.”

  • It’s a journey into the heart of God. It comes our way through an on-going exploration of four biblical rhythms that revive, replenish and restore: Sabbath Keeping, Sleep (and other simple stress-reducers), Stillness—personal retreat, and Solitude—personal retreat.
  • It’s an expedition that challenges us at every turn. It convicts us in deep, tender places. It alters our priorities and plans. It’s not for the faint of heart.
  • It’s adventure at its best – as we learn to run our race in a power not our own.

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2 thoughts on “A Thanksgiving Heart to Heart”

  1. Ahh! Peace in His Presence. I used to write letters to my mother. I couldn’t talk to her, because she’d been dead for several years. But there were things I wanted her to know…ways she’d blessed me that neither she nor I realized at the time. “I now know why you said that.” Or “I love orca and tomatoes now and cabbage also.” Little things. I’m less into writing now, and of course the letters I wrote then I never mailed. What a great idea to write letters to God! Not asking anything, just “now I understand” and “thank You loving me through my fear, frustration, and anger.” What a beautiful idea. If my family was different, those notes could be hung on our Christmas tree.


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