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thanksgiving_pumpkin_600x400(a  sermon for November 20, 2016, the Last Sunday after Pentecost and Thanksgiving Sunday, based on Deuteronomy 26:1-11 and James 1:17-27)

Well, all I’ve got to say is… finally!  At long last it’s almost Thanksgiving Day; and man, do we ever need it now!

Honestly, what with all the turmoil surrounding the recent elections (to say nothing of the months and months of division and rancor that led up to it all!), if ever there was a year that we desperately needed this particular holiday, it’s certainly been this one!   I mean, no matter where you come down on what’s happened, these days have been, to say the very least, stressful and overwhelming; and that doesn’t yet seem to be getting a whole lot better!  I’m cognizant that these days even our worship has had a certain intensity about it; in which our songs and prayers has taken on a slightly different tone than perhaps they have before, especially given the context of everything that’s been going on.  And that’s not only appropriate, it’s good that our worship can encompass all of this and more; it just seems to me that right about now as persons, as people and as a nation we would all do very well to simply stop what we’re doing, take a collective breath, pause and reflect for a time on the amazing bounty of our blessings, and yes… sit down and eat some turkey!

If I might borrow a line from a song of the season, albeit one for the next season that’s coming: “Yes, we need a little thanksgiving… right this very minute!”

Now, you already know that I love Thanksgiving just by virtue of what’s on the menu (!), but actually, I do have to say that I also love this holiday because of the relative simplicity of it.  I love what the Rev. Victor Pentz, the recently retired pastor at Peachtree Presbyterian in Atlanta (and a favorite preacher of mine), has written about Thanksgiving: he says that “this holiday is busy and full, yet you don’t have to refinance your home to celebrate Thanksgiving.  All you have to do is let your children watch parades in the morning while you watch football all afternoon, and pretend everyone likes turkey.”  (Pretend?  I think not!) “Thanksgiving,” Pentz goes on to say, “is about simple things.  It is about country and family [and being together], and it’s about sunshine and soil combining to produce the miracle of life.”

And, might I add here, it’s also about making a joyful noise.  Because friends, whether it happens at a great feast surrounded by all manner of family and friends, or if it’s shared quietly around a table with just a loved one or two, Thanksgiving celebrations are moments designed to take time out of our regular daily routine: so that we might truly rejoice in the One who has given us our life, our health, our food, who has provided the bounty of the harvest and the blessings of freedom, and who has generously and gracefully gifted us “with every perfect gift… from above.”  Thanksgiving is our time “to bring a heart of thanks” to the God whom we adore; it is to say “thank you” and to say it aloud; it is to again acknowledge and affirm God’s many blessings in our lives and in our nation, both in times of joy as well as in those of challenge; and yes, it is our time to worship the Lord our God with joyful praise, perchance in the process reconnecting with who we are and have always been in relationship to God:  pilgrims… pilgrims on a journey of life and faith.

And if you’re thinking that’s an awful lot to fit into a word or two spoken around the table before the food gets cold… you’re right.  But then, Thanksgiving – true Thanksgiving – is meant to be more than a table grace or an exercise in good manners; and ultimately, it’s more than a national observance, or even the fulfillment of religious ritual or obligation.  In faith, you see, Thanksgiving is to be about true gratitude; and gratitude, properly shown or expressed, is an admonition to heartfelt action.  It is to proclaim, by word and deed, belief and behavior our full and sincere thanks to God!

In other words, to use the words of James that are found in our Epistle for this morning, our true Thanksgiving is for us to become by our very lives “a kind of first fruits of [God’s] creatures,” a real and sacrificial gift of ourselves as a means of gratitude.  This is the simple truth that lay at the heart of all our celebrating this week, and the reason it’s so very important and essential for us, especially now – it’s the “reason for the season,” as it were – but here’s the thing: the sad truth is that for all our focus on the rituals of turkey feasting, family reunions and the inevitable “Black Friday” preparations, we’ve risked forgetting all that.

Some years ago now, in preparation for a service much like this one, I came across a commentary on Thanksgiving Sunday written by an American missionary doing ministry in Managua, Nicaragua.  Actually, I use the term “commentary” kind of loosely; in truth, what this man had written was a no holds barred rant on the sorry state of the world, most especially regarding the deplorable self-centeredness of Americans. The man wrote, with no small amount of anger and bitterness, this long diatribe about just how overfed we are in this country; about our “privileged consumption” of fossil fuels; and how  abhorrent it was that “most of the world’s fun and leisure,” medical attention and the majority of the world’s “fancy pharmaceuticals” belong to such a privileged few; all of which stands in utter contrast to what you see amongst the poor in places like Nicaragua and throughout the world.

It was heavy and disturbing stuff, and not at all warm and fuzzy (!) for the Sunday before Thanksgiving; but it was also wasn’t entirely wrong, and more than a little humbling; and so with great trepidation I decided to share some of this man’s thoughts, albeit a bit softened for Sunday morning consumption, with the congregation that week.  Now, I was prepared for some of the folks in the pews to not like what this man (and by extension, I) had to say, especially so close to “Turkey Day;” and indeed, there were a whole lot who didn’t.  But what surprised me were the few who suggested that maybe I hadn’t gone far enough!  After all, as one person said to me afterward, “How can we fully appreciate our abundance if we do not know not first know and understand deprivation?”  To paraphrase (courtesy of The Message) James, “Real religion,” and, might I add, true Thanksgiving, “the kind that passes muster before God the Father, is this: Reach out to the homeless and loveless in their plight, and guard against corruption from the godless world.”

The truth is that there is great biblical precedent for this kind of thinking: did you happen to notice, for instance, in this morning’s reading from Deuteronomy that there’s a real sense of movement in that particular passage? This is one piece of scripture that smoothly moves us from remembrance to thanksgiving to action to pilgrimage; those 11 verses literally take us somewhere.  The whole thing is framed by a ritual of gratitude performed by the ancestor of “a wandering Aramean” who “went down to Egypt and lived there an alien” and as a slave; and then who was brought out of Egypt by God “with a mighty hand and an outstretched arm, with a terrifying display of power and with signs and wonders;” and brought to a land “flowing with milk and honey.”

What we have here is the remembrance of the deprivation and desolation that came before, along with thanksgiving for the incredible blessing and care of the LORD that has come in the here and now now; because you can’t know where you are until you understand where you’ve been!  How can you truly appreciate and “celebrate all the bounty that the LORD your God has given to you and to your house,” if you can’t (or won’t) recall how it was before?   So God provides the movement – from deprivation to abundance, from isolation and oppression to liberation and community – but then, and here’s the thing, there’s even more; for along with this there’s also a movement toward action, in God’s people bringing forth the “first of the fruit of the ground” that the Lord had given.  In other words, an offering of the first and best of the harvest that would not have been possible without the blessing of the Lord; without that movement from deprivation to abundance.

Gratitude does not happen without true awareness of the value of the gift; but moreover, it is not complete without the appropriate response.  Our thanks for what we have been given can never be separate from the giving of ourselves in loving response.  To put a finer point on this, our word thanksgiving can correctly be read as two words: thanks and giving; which is the same relationship that exists between gratitude and action; faith and works; hearing the word and doing the word.  As people of God, these qualities always go together; it is how we truly live out of what we believe; without both as part of our faith expression, we risk forgetting who we are. As James aptly put it hundreds of years later, “For if any are hearers of the word and not doers, they are like those who look at themselves in a mirror; for they look at themselves and, on going away, immediately forget what they were like.”

You see, putting aside all the other rituals and traditions of this particular holiday, the reason we come together as families and friends, and as a nation this Thursday is so that we might really “do” something in gratitude for our abundance of blessings.  It’s the same reason that as the church, we are ever and always called to reach out beyond ourselves to those in need.  What we’re doing is taking our thanks unto God and moving it toward the giving of ourselves for the sake of his son Jesus Christ.  And whether it comes in the form of filling up a box with groceries, bringing games to the residents at Fellowship Housing or simply in receiving an offering every Sunday so that God’s work can continue to be done in this place, it all amounts to the giving of ourselves as an active thanks for all that the Lord has done and continues to do for us.   It’s giving… thanks.   It’s thanks… giving.    Thanks… Giving.  Thanksgiving!

We are blessed, you know… and on every level.  However discouraged or overwhelmed or apprehensive any of us happen to be about now; the fact remains that every generation that has gone on before has also faced its share of challenges, has sought the Lord’s presence and blessing for the “living of these days,” and were guided along every good and hopeful pathway; and this year is no exception to that.  We are “the Wandering Aremeans” of this time and place and our God is even now moving us forward.  And so you and I ought to be giving thanks for all of our many blessings: for every good meal we get to eat; for every cold night that we lay warm and secure at home in our own beds; for every fresh breath of life that enters our lungs.

And let us give thanks to God for making us the congregation we are here at East Church, and for giving each one of us so many opportunities to actively be disciples of Jesus Christ in Concord, New Hampshire and beyond, because it’s not just who we’re meant to be, it’s also what we’re meant to do!  It’s about thanks and giving; and so let our thanks to God move in ways in which we find new and exciting ways to love and serve others in Christ’s name.

Beloved, may your feasting this Thursday be joyous… and filled with copious amounts of leftovers!  May the conversations you have with those around you this week be filled with laughter, and may the memories you share (and create) be good and uplifting and meaningful… and may it all be a whole lot of fun as well!  But above all, may each one of us be truly thankful for what we’ve been given; and may our gratitude be reflected in lives lived in true righteousness and sacrificial love.

Happy Thanksgiving, my dear friends.

Thanks be to God!


c. 2016  Rev. Michael W. Lowry


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An Attitude of Gratitude

thanksgiving_pumpkin_600x400(a sermon for November 22, 2015, Thanksgiving Sunday, based on 1 Timothy 2:1-7, Lamentations 3:19-26 and Joel 2:21-27)

And so it’s Thanksgiving.

But after all is said and done with turkey dinners, family gatherings and the threat of “Black Friday” meltdowns, I would suggest that the real challenge before us this week comes courtesy of our reading this morning from the 1st Epistle to Timothy:  “I urge that supplications, prayers, intercessions and thanksgivings be made for everyone… so that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and dignity.  This is right and is acceptable in the sight of God our Savior.”

Actually, I’m reminded here of an old Peanuts comic strip in which Lucy asks Charlie Brown to help her with her homework, promising, “If you do, I’ll be eternally grateful.” Fair enough, Charlie Brown replies.  After all, he thinks, I’ve never had anyone be eternally grateful before!  So the two of them sit down to look at Lucy’s homework, and Charlie Brown says, “Oh… just subtract 4 from 10 to see how many apples the farmer had left.”

Hearing the answer, Lucy’s eyes open wide.  “That’s it?” she says.  “That’s it?! I have to be eternally grateful for this?? It was too easy!”  But then of course, Charlie Brown – being the good ol’ wishy-washy Charlie Brown that he always is – says in reply, “Well, then… whatever you think is fair.”  And to this, Lucy says, “How about if I just say, ‘Thanks, bro?’”  Then, as Charlie Brown leaves to go outside, he meets Linus, who asks, “Where’ve you been, Charlie Brown?” “Oh, helping Lucy with her homework,” Charlie answers.  “Did she appreciate it?”  Linus asks.  And Charlie answers, “At greatly reduced rates!”

Well, friends, may I say to you this morning, lovingly, that this is exactly what’s wrong with our thanksgiving celebrations?  What with a culture actively trying to commandeer the day as merely a gateway to the Christmas season (don’t even get me started on these stores that have been relentless in moving “Black Friday” to Thursday evening or earlier!), to say nothing of our own sad propensity to take far more credit for our many blessings than we ought; we also are often at risk of giving thanks at “greatly reduced rates!”  The sad truth is that as persons and as a people, we have often tended toward exchanging humility for avarice, worship for self-congratulation, and faithfulness for forgetfulness; which is bad enough on the face of it, but particularly tragic for those of us who would claim an identity as God’s people, for it is, in fact, a spirit of true thanksgiving that drives the life of faith.  As followers of God, you see, we are called to an “attitude of gratitude,” as it were, making “supplications, prayers, intercessions and thanksgivings” for everyone… and everything!

Let me unpack that just a little bit:  if we look at that which is central to what we believe as Christians; if we take, for instance, the entirety of the biblical message and boil it down to its most essential truths, you’re going to find a pattern emerging and that pattern always begins with praise and thanksgiving.  The words of the Psalmist, which are amongst my very favorite:  “Bless the LORD, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy name.  Bless the LORD, O my soul, and do not forget all his benefits.” (Psalm 103:1-2)  There is inherent in everything we believe this profound awareness that God has acted for us; that everything we have, everything we know, everything we can ever hope to be comes to us from God.  This is a theme that runs all through our readings for this morning:  from Lamentations, “The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases, his mercies never come to an end;” from Joel, “Do not fear, O Soil… do not fear, you animals of the field… children of Zion, be glad,” for “the LORD has done great things;”  as well as in literally hundreds of other places we could name in scripture, what we have here is a God who seeks to bless his creation in a multitude of ways; and who is deserving of our thankfulness and praise!

And that’s central to everything we understand to be true about our faith; but the other piece of that “core value,” if you will, is our embracing a true sense of gratitude for all that God has done and continues to do; and how that, in turn, serves as our motivation to live our lives faithfully, or as it’s expressed in 1st Timothy, to live “a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and dignity.”  To put it another way, it’s a “cycle of thanksgiving;” in which faith leads to gratitude, gratitude leads to action, action nurtures faith, and that faith inspires more gratitude!  Ultimately, you see, it is a spirit of thanksgiving (or, conversely, the lack of it) that affects most of what we do or what we envision for our lives and for the world; and it has a way of very quietly, but most certainly, reshaping who we are as people.  It’s a prayerful attitude in which true gratitude for all that the Lord has given us becomes the tool by which we are empowered to show God’s love to others.  And that all starts, as the Epistle succinctly puts it, by having “thanksgivings be made for everyone” around us; up to and including, interestingly enough, “kings and all who are in high positions.”  A challenging proposition, to be sure, especially in these times; but then, how are we as people of faith ever to change the world for the sake of God’s kingdom if we can’t first prayerfully express our true thanksgiving for all those things – and all those people – that God has placed on our pathways?

There’s an old story about an elderly couple – married 60 years – and one evening, they’re sitting out on their front porch swing, rocking together in the quiet and watching a beautiful sunset.  And as they sit there, the old man begins to ponder as to just how much this woman who is sitting beside him has meant to him in his life.  And so, filled up with gratitude in that moment, the old man reaches out his hand to hers, takes her hand in his own and finally, after another long and deep moment of quiet, he says to her, “You know, deah… you’ve been such a wonderful wife for all these years that there are times I can hardly keep from telling you.”

That’s how it goes, you know; most of the time, it’s not that we don’t know we’re blessed.  The very fact that we have “gathered together” here in this sanctuary this morning acknowledges that we do know how much we owe to God for our lives, our health, our food… that we are aware of how God has blessed us by our families, through our friends, in our work and by our play… that we are indeed the recipients of a great harvest of blessing that comes to us by faith and in infinite and redeeming love.  But like the old man in that story, so often we hold our gratitude inside: we never say it aloud and certainly we never say it to God, and thus true thanksgiving is never wholly expressed; which is not only our first mistake as people of faith, but it’s also what breaks this all important cycle of thanksgiving, this simple “attitude of gratitude” on which everything else we say and do as God’s people – and might I add, as the church – proceeds.

In the end, you see, this has less to do with the fourth Thursday in November and the “official” beginning of the holiday season than it does with you and I seeking to be the persons and people God has called us to be.  This week, and always, we need to be cultivating within us and around us a prayerful spirit of thanksgiving; and that begins with actually using words say thank you, and then following that up with lives that say we  mean it.  For when we do, things change, for us, and by extension, for the world; beginning with this Thursday becoming a true festival of God’s surpassing grace that will last far beyond the holidays.

After all, beloved, we are a blessed people: “the recipients of the choicest bounties of heaven,” as Abraham Lincoln famously put it in his Thanksgiving Proclamation of 1863; led by “the gracious hand which [has] preserved us in peace, and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us.”  Moreover, as God’s own people, we are loved beyond measure and without limit; in that love we are given life that is both abundant in this world and eternal in the next; and we are gathered as a community of faith that makes us, both individually and collectively, more than we could ever dream of being.

Whatever our difficulties this day; whatever challenges are ours as we go out into the world, at the very heart of it all remains this truth that in more ways than we can begin to imagine, God has blessed us.

So how else can we respond to this but with true thanksgiving, and then, with acts of love?

Happy Thanksgiving, my dear friends at East Church; and may our thanks, yours and mine, be unto God!

Amen and AMEN!

c. 2015  Rev. Michael W. Lowry


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“. . . And Forget Not”

thanksgiving_pumpkin_600x400(a sermon for November 24, 2013, Thanksgiving Sunday, based on Deuteronomy 8:7-18; Psalm 103:1-5, 21)


“We have been the recipients of the choicest bounties of heaven.  We have been preserved, these many years, in peace and prosperity.  We have grown in numbers, wealth and power as no nation has ever grown.  But we have forgotten God.  We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace, and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us; and we have vainly imagined, in the deceitfulness of our hearts, that all these blessings were produced by some superior wisdom and virtue of our own.  Intoxicated with unbroken success, we have become too self-sufficient to feel the necessity of redeeming and preserving grace, too proud to pray to the God that made us!”


Now there’s a powerful and relevant, if unsettling, word for us today, friends! And what’s particularly interesting about it is that it’s not the editorializing of some media pundit, nor is it even a sermon quote from a random preacher; it is, in fact, the words of a Presidential “Proclamation of Thanksgiving,” issued in 1863 by then-President Abraham Lincoln; a sentiment expressed 150 years ago this week to a nation embroiled in civil war, yet words that could well have been written for and about us today!

For you see, friends, ultimately what lies at the heart of what we celebrate this week is that truth that even now in these most interesting and challenging of times, we are the recipients of the choicest bounties of heaven!  Consider this with me for a moment; that as this Thanksgiving approaches we are indeed blessed.  We have our families who love us, support us, and perhaps occasionally even chide us to be the best persons we can be.  We have our homes that are warm and dry and secure within, even as the wind blows cold outside; something to be greatly appreciated not only as we remember the great and tragic devastation that continues to plague the Philippines, but also as we consider those in our own midst who have spent the long nights huddled in makeshift shelters along the Merrimack River.  And on our tables we have food in abundance: come Thursday, we’ll feast on roast turkey (yes!) and homemade pie and be well fed; indeed, for most of us, sustenance will not be an issue but rather over-indulgence.

Moreover, we’re blessed to have each other; sharing in all the myriad joys and struggles of life, embracing as one its laughter and its tears.  And we have the blessing of the church of Jesus Christ, this family of God in which we belong, a caring community redeemed and preserved by the hand of God and led forth in the ways of love and peace.  And, lest we forget, we also live in a nation where, despite all manner of struggle and challenge and partisan bickering, we nonetheless rejoice in the manifold blessings of liberty and freedom. Truly and in so many ways – personally, nationally and spiritually – we have, as Lincoln said it back then, “grown in numbers, wealth and power.”  We are blessed!

And yet, Lincoln’s words cannot help but echo back to us in other ways as well; for somewhere in the midst of all the rituals of feasting, family, and football about to unfold – not to mention all the “Black Friday” mania (or as is sadly the case this year, the “Black Thursday Afternoon” mania) that’s already begun to ensue – we too have often run the risk of forgetting God!  It is one thing to “count our blessings,” after all; quite another to acknowledge to true source of those blessings!   The great Jewish theologian Abraham Joshua Heschel once said, in writing about the great importance of the Sabbath in our lives, that six days a week we work to overcome the world, while on the seventh day we rest that we might overcome ourselves.  Well, it seems to me that Thanksgiving Day at the very least ought to provide us with just such a Sabbath moment; a time for us to draw back from the temptation of allowing ourselves to feel privileged and entitled to rather see our lives and living from the proper perspective: that of persons and a people summarily blessed by the God who is the source and end of all that we have, all that we are, and all that we can ever hope to do or be.

I think that’s what I love about our reading from Deuteronomy this morning, in which Moses, after having eloquently described to the people of Israel just how wonderful things are going to be for them in the promised land – that after all their years of wandering they’ll finally lack for nothing, they’ll “eat bread without scarcity,” have fine houses and large herds, and even their silver and gold will be multiplied (!) – but then hastens to add, “Do not say to yourself, ‘My power and the might of my own hand have gotten me this wealth.’ But remember the LORD your God, for it is he who gives you power to get wealth, so that he may confirm his covenant that he swore to your ancestors, as he is doing today.”  Actually, once again The Message offers up a wonderful translation of this; there it reads, “If you start thinking to yourselves, ‘I did all this.  And all by myself.  I’m rich.  It’s all mine!’ – well, think again.”

This passage is a beautiful reminder of something that I do think that most of us know down deep in our hearts but all too rarely acknowledge in this age of celebrated self-reliance: that everything is a gift from God, and that we dare not succumb to the arrogance of claiming our own power and strength as the source of our blessing.  Ultimately, it is always God’s great providence and generosity which provides for our need; that our lives be filled with light and hope, tenderness and love, peace and prosperity is because God has blessed us. And so when we start looking at life from that perspective, then Thanksgiving can no longer be reduced to a hastily worded “grace” spoken before the food gets cold, a mere verbal receipt for divine services rendered; no, it becomes our soulful confession that we walk, live and love in partnership with the divine!  It’s a matter of faith, friends; a choice we make to pay attention to God’s presence and power in and through every facet of our lives; as the Psalmist has sung and we read this morning, to “bless his holy name” with all that is within us and “forget not all his benefits.”  And that’s important; because it’s there, friends, where not only does true Thanksgiving start, it’s where our blessings really begin!

Of course, the question is how we make that transition from what we might call an “environment of entitlement” to an “attitude of gratitude?” Because that’s never been an easy thing, especially in this culture of competitive consumerism in which we live today.  Indeed, as the late Henri Nouwen wrote in his book The Return of the Prodigal Son, “the choice for gratitude rarely comes without some real effort.  But,” he goes on to say, “each time I make it, the next choice is a little easier, a little freer, a little less self-conscious.  Because every gift I acknowledge reveals another and another until, finally, even the most normal, obvious, and seeming mundane event or encounter proves to be filled with grace.”

In other words, true thanksgiving is built on awareness – awareness of God’s grace in all things.  And the more we are aware, the more we are thankful; and the more thankful we become, the more we are aware of God and just how vast are God’s blessings upon us.  It’s a cycle of sincere gratitude that builds a life of thanksgiving, in which, to use more words of the Psalmist, serve “to praise you, O Lord, giver of all good things, to thank you for your boundless mercy, which renews us and makes us whole.”

Barbara Myeroff, another well-known Jewish author and anthropologist (I seem to be somewhat rooted in Old Testament thought today!), tells the wonderful story an elderly lady of the Jewish faith named Basha, who lived in one of the poorer neighborhoods of New York City.  Now, because of her age and her poverty, she could not have possibly afforded the feasts that were so much a part of the observance of holy days; and yet when a day of feasting came, Basha improvised and celebrated nonetheless.  “She ate alone in her tiny room,” Myeroff wrote. “Over an electric hot plate, she cooked her chicken foot stew (chicken feet were free at the supermarket). [And] before eating, she spread a white linen handkerchief over the oilcloth covering the table, saying: ‘This my mother taught me to do. No matter how poor, we would eat off clean white linen, and say the prayers before touching anything to the mouth. And so I do it still. Whenever I sit down, I eat with God, my mother, and all the Jews who are doing these same things even if I can’t see them.’”  Such a meal was a feast, Myeroff concluded, “superior to fine fare hastily eaten, without ceremony, attention, or significance.”

Though I’m not at all sure how I’d feel about Chicken Foot Stew on the menu, we’d do well to take our holy-day cues from Basha!  Because that’s true Thanksgiving, beloved; more than the turkey and the stuffing and all the rest of it; more than the family gatherings and seasonal sentiment.  It’s what happens in that exquisite moment of grateful fellowship between the Almighty and his people; it’s our word unto the Lord; our joyful remembrance of this one who forgives all our sins, who heals all our diseases and “crowns [us] with steadfast love and mercy;” who“wraps us in goodness – beauty eternal.”  I can only hope and pray this morning that wherever our holy feasting finds  each one of us this coming week, each one of us will dine as splendidly.

“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy name.  Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”

Happy Thanksgiving, beloved;

And thanks be to God!


c. 2013  Rev. Michael W. Lowry


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