Thank you for today, for the clouds that cover the sun, filling us with longing for all that is yet to come. Thank you for the cold that blows in through our air conditioner, leaving us shivering under the covers, so we remember how much we need each other. Thank you for the snow flurries that fill the air with magic. Thank you for the snowflakes’ exquisite shapes, reminding us that you are The Artist, sculpting molecules with haunting perfection. Thank you for reminders that I need not compete in art, insisting that my work is much better that so-and-so’s, because you have surpassed all of us, setting an unachievable standard. Thank you for removing the pressure.
Thank you for a roof over our heads, for so much more space than most of the world. Thank you that I have room for all my books and wall space for the paintings of our friends. Thank you for computers that work so I can write and edit easily. Thank you for inspiring Dropbox, so I know my books are safe even if the laptop dies. Thank you for a husband who knows about things like Dropbox, so that my work is safe. Thank you for a husband who wants to protect my work and cares about what I do.
Thank you for a refrigerator, an oven, and enough counter space to fit a cutting board. Thank you for our generous family and friends, who gave us baking dishes, cookie sheets, cutting boards, and the checks that bought our knives. Thank you for exactly the money we need to eat well. Thank you for Meijer, that it’s sometimes cheaper than Wal-Mart and is so much healthier and better quality. Thank you that we have an option. Thank you also for the exotic fruit we always laugh at…for buddha’s hand and dragon fruit, pictures again of your Art. Thank you that there are so many beautiful things that are not symmetrical, that perfection is not a perfect pattern.
Thank you for a job with a company that treats me like a human being made in your image that wants me to acknowledge your image in others, to serve them. Thank you for teaching me the joy of being a servant. Please help me to forgive those who treat me like a slave. Thank you that even though my hours have been cut, I still seem to manage more than twenty hours a week. Thank you that I have a job at all when unemployment for women entering the work force is at twenty-five percent. Thank you for parents and mentors who have taught us to save, tithe, and pay our credit card bills in full, on time. Thank you for the mercy of the widow at Zarephath, that even though my paycheck keeps dropping, we still have leftover money in our budget.
Thank you for libraries, where we can enjoy books and movies for free. Thank you for books at all, for the wonder for falling into the written words. Thank you that your Book is filled with many types of writing: history, poetry, wisdom literature, prophetic words, biography, letters. Thank you that words are sacred, that this world exists because you spoke it so. Thank you for the honor of using my crude craft to tell stories with hope. Thank you for films, for stories told with pictures. Thank you that you still shine in an industry consumed with itself. Thank you for the people brave enough to make art even when it pays more to make merchandise. Thank you for music, and how your voice pours through strings, winds, brass, and chorus. Thank you for giving me a voice that people fall back on spiritual words to describe. May I learn how to point it to you. Thank you for the new genre of video games, for the excitement of stepping out in an immersive medium in your name, learning more and more what it means to play for your glory.
Thank you that we are not alone. Thank you for giving us communities of Christians and connections with other artists. Thank you for those who have gone before us, teaching us how to live and how to create. Thank you for families who have supported us, listening to our ideas and encouraging us to dream. Thank you, God, that you are a community of artists: Creator Father, Story-teller Son, and Inspiration Spirit. Thank you for pulling us into your holy artist’s colony.
Thank you for creating many different kinds of people, scientists, logicians, pragmatists, communicators, and naturists, as well as those who dream and create. Thank you that you are the God of both the right-brain and the left-brain. Thank you that you make us all live together, so we can learn more about who you are and how to serve you.
Most of all, thank you for your son: his death that killed pain and discord, his resurrection that brought life, and the coming restoration where those promises will be fulfilled, all will be made whole, and your grand story will really start.
In Jesus’ name,