“Offer unto God thanksgiving.”
The weekend before Thanksgiving my sophomore year of college I learned the most valuable lesson I have had in college. It wasn’t in a classroom from my professors, or from a textbook.
It was outside the cafeteria in a cardboard box. Millsaps Habitat for Humanity holds a fund raiser every semester where we sit in boxes, sleep in boxes, and collect money from passersby.
“Shackathon ‘99” was my first experience of just how hard life is for some people. I trekked over to the site of our three refrigerator boxes with my pillow, blanket jacket, teddy bear, and
comforter thinking that I would be comfortable for the evening – I was wrong. I couldn’t sleep; I felt the hard concrete beneath me no matter how many layers of blankets I had, and I woke
with sore muscles. Even with all of these things, it was one of the best weekends I had ever had. I had always known that I was fortunate to have everything God has given me and that
others are not as fortunate, but it hit me when I spent just one night in their shoes. God didn’t just want me to help those less fortunate by raising money; He wanted me to open my eyes
and remember how thankful I should be for all He’s given me. When we help others, let’s not forget to give God thanks for all He has given us.
GOD, I THANK YOU FOR ALL YOU HAVE GIVEN TO ME. PLEASE HELP ME ALWAYS TO REMEMBER THAT I OWE YOU THANKS FOR THE BLESSINGS YOU HAVE GIVEN TO ME. AMEN.
Shared by Vicki Myers