Monthly Archives: November 2014

Thanksgiving Train

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I haven’t posted in a while, and probably shouldn’t post this as it needs some polishing, but I have decided to take you on a rambling ride on my train of thought.  Please keep your hands, arms, and other body parts inside the vehicle—this train’s engine could get difficult to follow.

I was thinking about thankfulness today (I know, odd, given the day and all).  I have seen posts online all month where people describe the things for which they are thankful—their family, homes, jobs, salvation, grace, etc.  Some have even included to whom this thankfulness belongs—God. This then got me pondering that we give thanks to God with our words for those things for which we are grateful, but how do we show our thanks?

My thought train went on to Sunday morning worship and stopped at that station for a bit.  When the Church meets with God to worship Him, how is our thanks shown?  Do we have a casual or cavalier attitude?  Do we think more about what we will get out of the service than the worship we bring?   Do we think more about how the songs make us feel than what the words are saying back to our King?  Are we more concerned with the lunch we will partake of after the service or the football game that will be on the TV instead of what God is saying through the minister of His Word?

The thought train went further down the track.  Even though, I think we all know the answers to the questions I just posed would not be positive most of the time (if we are being honest with ourselves), God still loves his bride!  He loves us despite the fact that we don’t approach Him with the reverence and awe that He deserves!

Finally, the train that is my rambling thoughts jumped the track to Derek Webb’s song “Wedding Dress” (lyrics below) and that is where it has stopped for now.

If you could love me as a wife
And for my wedding gift your life
Should that be all I’ll ever need
Or is there more I’m looking for

And should I read between the lines
And look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich and wise
Is that really what you want

‘Cause I am a whore, I do confess
I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle to you

So could you love this bastard child
Though I don’t trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
And with the other in your side

‘Cause I am so easily satisfied
By the call of lovers so less wild
That I would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and blood

‘Cause I am a whore, I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
But I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle to you

Because money cannot buy
A husbands jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife

So I am a whore, I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I am a whore, I do confess
But I put you on just like a wedding dress
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle

Or I’m a prodigal with no way home
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle
I run down the aisle to you
To you