Hello, Friends. Thanksgiving is this coming Thursday and so much is going on in my life these days and things will continue to be busy throughout this holiday season even more so than usual. (I thought as a senior, things would slow down. Apparently not for us, ha, ha.) So for these last few days of this month, I am going to give you a Thanksgiving story each day that I can get here, Or I may post some ideas for you to consider as you celebrate your own holidays. I hope you will enjoy reading them and thanks ever so much for your patience with me.
If you have children and can admit it, you will know that there are times in a parents life when they can teach us a thing or two, now and then. And some of those times, it is a lesson we can learn about giving to others when we sometimes don't even know it.
Today's story is not really one about faith, but one about how our sharing with others can make a difference in someone else's life. Read on....
A Teacher Told Her Students to Draw What They Were Thankful for—This Was One Student’s Moving Response
As this teacher learned, some of the most moving lessons are taught by students.
When Mrs. Klein told her first graders to draw a picture of something for which they were thankful, she thought how little these children, who lived in a deteriorating neighborhood, actually had to be thankful for. She knew that most of the class would draw pictures of turkeys or of bountifully laden Thanksgiving tables. That was what they believed was expected of them.
What took Mrs. Klein aback was Douglas’s picture. Douglas was so forlorn and likely to be found close in her shadow as they went outside for recess. Douglas’s drawing was simply this:
A hand, obviously, but whose hand? The class was captivated by his image. “I think it must be the hand of God that brings us food,” said one student.
“A farmer,” said another, “because they grow the turkeys.
“It looks more like a policeman, and they protect us.” “I think,” said Lavinia, who was always so serious, “that it is supposed to be all the hands that help us, but Douglas could only draw one of them.”
Mrs. Klein had almost forgotten Douglas in her pleasure at finding the class so responsive. When she had the others at work on another project, she bent over his desk and asked whose hand it was.
Douglas mumbled, “It’s yours, Teacher.”
Then Mrs. Klein recalled that she had taken Douglas by the hand from time to time; she often did that with the children. But that it should have meant so much to Douglas …
Perhaps, she reflected, this was her Thanksgiving, and everybody’s Thanksgiving—not the material things given unto us, but the small ways that we give something to others.
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There are so many children that need to feel the warmth of a adults touch. Far too many aren't getting that at home. and how many would be blessed by the feel feel the care of an adult and that someone was interested in them?
God gives these children to us as gifts to take care of for him. And yet, so many don't get it from the people that they were and are entrusted to. We as adults would do well to step up and find some way of making them feel special as Douglas does. Even a hand, can find its way into the heart of one so needy.
God's Word tells us this: "Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him." Psalms 127:3
Have a great day, Friends. God bless you as you prepare for your Thanksgiving day later this week!
Updated: Oct. 21, 202
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