I remember my first Thanksgiving.
Surprisingly it wasn’t about our
family gathering around the table
for a sumptious feast, though I know
we did. What I do remember is
sitting on an enbankment close to
our house, memorizing Psalm 100.
My first grade teacher gave this assignment to our class. I guess she wanted us to
learn the art of thanksgiving. So because I wanted to please my teacher, I took the
time to learn this psalm written thousands of years ago by a shepherd boy named
I’m so glad I did. Memorizing that Psalm was one of the early disciplines that set my
heart on the pathway of knowing God. I am grateful I can still quote that psalm by
heart today. And grateful for the teacher who encouraged me to do it.
Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands.
Serve the LORD with gladness.
Come before his presence with singing.
Know that the Lord he is God.
It is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves.
We are his people and the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with Thanksgiving and into his courts with praise.
Be thankful unto him and bless his name.
For the Lord is good. His mercy is everlasting
and His truth endures to all generations (Psalm 100 KJV).
We have many Bible translations to choose from today, but back in the sixty’s, the
King James Version was all we had. I may now drop the thees and thous, I love this
version best because it was the version my young mind first learned it.
What special memories of Thanksgiving past come to your mind today?
May your time with family and friends be especially blessed today as you gather around
the table to thank the Lord for His many blessings.