An Attitude of Thanksgiving
1 Thessalonians 5:12-22; 1 Samuel 1:4-20
November 18, 2012[1]
My dad was not a college graduate. He never completed High School. He was not a poet. But I cannot begin to guess how many times I
heard him quote this little poem:
Laugh,
and the world laughs with you;
Weep,
and you weep alone.
For
the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But
has trouble enough of its own.
Sing,
and the hills will answer;
Sigh,
it is lost on the air.
The
echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But
shrink from voicing care.[2]
After awhile, I started to think I was "sophisticated" and I became skeptical
about my Dad’s wisdom. My college
English professors would not have been very complimentary about this poem,
about its literalism, about the sing-song nature of its rhyming patterns. It sounded more like something reprinted from
The Power of Positive Thinking than
something from a book of poetry called Poems
of Passion, the volume in which it first appeared.
Yet for my Dad, this poem was not a surface-level “don’t
worry, be happy” sort of thing. This
poem spoke volumes about the way he approached life. Don’t be mistaken, my Dad knew tough
times. He was a child of the depression. His father died when my dad was about 14 or
15, and my dad soon struck out on his own.
He tried his hand at working on the railroad and got bored with it. He tried working in the shipbuilding yards in
Norfolk, but he couldn’t stand it. He
joined the army, but he soon got a medical discharge—I was never quite clear if
the discharge was because of a hearing problem or asthma. But he served enough to qualify for the GI
Bill, which allowed him to go to apprentice school to learn carpentry. Outside of his God and his family, building
was his passion in life.
My dad put me to work so that I could earn my way through
college. He was not an easy man to work
for. I wouldn’t have lasted long if, in
the middle of a tense moment on the job, I would have started quoting this
poem!
But my Dad was fair and he was respected. You always could count on him to be looking
out for the guys who worked for him.
In his later years, he would quote this poem more
often—especially after Mom died. He
explained it this way. He said, “I
decided that I could go around being miserable and making everyone around me
miserable, or I could make the best of things.”
And he did. For him, the way of
joy and thanksgiving was not a surface level emotion; it was an attitude that
governed the way he lived. Though he
felt pain, he also felt thanksgiving for his God, for the woman whom he
cherished until the day he rejoined her in heaven, and for his family. So in his later years, every day he would get up in the morning and begin his day by singing "Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty!"
This all came to mind as I read these words from the Apostle
Paul to the Church in Thessalonica: “give thanks in all circumstances, for this is
God's will for you in Christ Jesus” (1Thessalonians
5:18, NIV). On the surface, these
words often have struck me as falling into that same genre, “laugh and the
world laughs with you; weep and you weep alone.” Don’t worry.
Be happy. But I started digging a
bit further into these words this past week.
This first letter to the
Thessalonian Church is the oldest piece of Christian literature in
existence. It was written just twenty
years after the death and resurrection of Jesus. This puts it sometime around the year 50
A.D. The scholars tell us that Paul was
probably in Corinth when he wrote this letter, a long distance from
Jerusalem. This was before Rome began
the intensive persecution of the Jews and the Christians that ultimately led to
the complete destruction of the City of Jerusalem.
This letter was written years
before Paul was carried off in chains to Rome, before he suffered shipwreck and
imprisonment. It was written long before
the words he wrote to the Philippians about how he had learned the hard way to
be “content whatever the circumstances” (Philippians
4:11).
Yet Paul already knew
something about persecution—because in his earlier years, he was one of the
biggest offenders in promoting the rift between the Jewish leaders and the
rapidly growing sect of Jewish Christians.
He also knew what it was like to have to flee under cover to escape with
his own life. He also knew of
controversy, as the Jewish Christians debated the circumstances under which
they should be preaching the Good News to the Gentiles and baptizing them.
Paul had spent
substantial time in the city of Thessalonica and had developed a strong bond
with the church there. He wrote this
letter in response to a report that he received back from Timothy saying that
there were some problems brewing with the church.
As he nears the end of
this letter, Paul begins this rapid fire series of instructions—we use the
fancy word “exhortations”: “Be joyful
always; pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances.” But lest his readers dismiss these words the
way a college student dismisses advice he receives from mom about laundry, Paul
claims high authority for these instructions:
“this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” (1 Thessalonians
5:18).
Paul was not talking
about being polite. Paul was not
teaching people to say “thank you” the way we teach our children to say “thank
you.” Paul was not even tackling here
the question that he would deal with later about suffering for the sake of the
Gospel, although his words certainly would apply in that situation.
Paul was addressing a way
of life, an attitude of life that we can grow into, a way of life in which our
underlying attitude does not fluctuate with our moods as we bounce from one
event to another. Think about how often
we fall into the trap of tying our moods, our emotions to our external
circumstances. It’s easy to be thankful
when we have a full stomach, when we have a roof over our heads, when we are
surrounded by those we love. But let a
job fall through or illness strike or lose a loved one or receive a bad
diagnoses, our comfortable life is disrupted and we fall apart.
Paul is inviting us to
see our lives differently. He is not
trying to tell us to ignore reality. He
is inviting us, instead, to a different way of seeing, a way of experiencing
that whatever events take place in our lives, God is with us! Even as Christians, we are so used to
thinking about God as being a part of our lives; Paul is inviting us to see
that we are part of God’s plan.
But so many times, we can’t see it. In our Old Testament Lesson, Hannah could not
see God’s plan at work. Day after day,
she would visit the House of the Lord at Shiloh and pray for a child. She told God that if she had a son, she would
offer Him to the Lord’s service. She
prayed so hard that Eli, the priest, actually accused her of drinking too
much! She explains her situation to him,
and Eli offers her a blessing. Hannah
and her husband return home, and a miracle occurs. She is with child! (1 Samuel 1:4-20).
So Hannah makes good on her commitment to God and she
presents her young child to Eli. Then
Hannah offers her prayer of dedication.
It is as though God has removed a veil from her eyes and has given her the
rare opportunity to glimpse just a bit of her part in God’s plan. She speaks of the tendency of God to act in
ways that we don’t expect, to break the bows of the warriors, to reverse the
fortunes of the rich so that they beg for food, while those who used to be
hungry are hungry no more. She praises
the God who has taken the barren woman and given her children. And she alludes to the future kings of Israel
who her son will anoint by saying that God “will give strength to his king and
exalt the horn of his anointed.” Could it be that she had some inkling of the One to come, the Anointed One that would be called the King of Kings and Lord of Lords?! Hannah
did not merely thank God for a good result in her case; rather, she was able to
see that her life had a place in God’s design for the world. For that, she could say, “my heart rejoices
in the Lord.” (1 Samuel 2:1).
So often, we approach Thanksgiving, (if we give thought to
it at all) as a time to say thank you for specific individual blessings, for
things that go right for us. I can even
recall hearing an atheist commentator on the radio saying that he was thankful
for being able to experience another Thanksgiving Day, despite his cancer,
although he wasn’t sure who he should be thankful to… a sad thing, indeed.
I would like to invite you, this year, to approach
Thanksgiving differently. In addition to thanking God for giving us what we want, can you thank God for allowing us to
be a part of God’s plan for the world?
Can you look at your life and see the hand of God at work,
bringing you to this time and place, to share in His work of ushering in the
Kingdom of God? Can you look at your
part in God’s world and say “Thank You, Lord?”
Can you think of the people who have had an influence on
your life this year, the past month, the past week, who have encouraged you in
your faith, who have reminded you of God’s love, can you think of their part in
God’s plan and say, “Thank You, Lord?”
Can you look at some of the circumstances where things
didn’t go the way that you wanted—but despite your disappointment, your
suffering, your loneliness, can you see the hand of God at work in your life
supporting you, upholding you, and continuing to encourage and lead you in your
journey? Can you look at the hand of God
at work in your life and say, “Thank You, Lord?”
In
another letter from the Apostle Paul, he was able to do just that. In his letter to the Church at Rome, Paul
told his readers that, “I am convinced that
neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the
future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all
creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ
Jesus our Lord” (Rom 8:38-39, NIV).
To give thanks in all circumstances is to see our
lives as part of God’s plan, and to know that as a result, whatever happens,
God is with us. To live like that is to
live in an attitude of Thanksgiving. And
it is in that spirit, that I invite you to live in an attitude of
thanks-giving.
Copyright © 2012 by Thomas E. Frost. All rights reserved.
[1] Preached at Cunningham
United Methodist Church in Palmyra, Virginia on the Sunday before Thanksgiving.
[2] Ella Wheeler Wilcox,
“Solitude,” from Roy J. Cook, One Hundred
and One Famous Poems with a Prose Supplement, Chicago, IL: The Cable Company, 1929), 72.
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