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Thank God.

I want to write something for thanksgiving. Not to join the bandwagon but because I really am so thankful for so many things. Yet I wonder how I can do that and NOT be cliche about it.
Oh well.  Chances are, no mattter what I say, somebody else has already talked about it so I'll just speak my mind. 

This year for thanksgiving, (this morning actually) I am thinking about the grace that I've been shown in having so many opportunities to fall into messy situations or deceptions and have been saved from them, time and time again.
I was thinking about my name and how it means "grace".
I was thinking about how I've been given so much grace in my life, especially in the area of the Lord saving me FROM things in my life-time and time again- that could have gone on to destroy me. Or things that would have been very messy, at the least.

To describe what I'm trying to say, I'll use the picture I have of it in my head. 
It's like I'm walking blindfolded on a path and every once in a while, there is a pit somewhere on the path.  I know they exist, I just don't know where.  I'm talking about me, walking on this path and just before I take that step that would have delivered me into one of those pits or off of the path completely, the Lord says,
"Anna, take a step to the right (or left), then walk forward." 
And somehow, I hear Him amidst all the other noise.  And somehow, out of all the times I've heard Him, I obey this time.  And it saves me from a big mess.  And I don't see until later what a lot of mess and heartache that He saved me from, but I'm so thankful for it.

This Thanksgiving (and just in this season of my life), I'm thankful for Him saving me from those things that I didn't, don't and won't even see coming.  I'm thankful for Him leading me in paths of righteousness, even when I don't know where I'm going or which way is up.
I'm thankful that His ways are higher than my ways, and that He chooses to guide me to His ways even though I deserve to walk down my own paths that lead to destruction.

I'm thankful for those "bullets" I didn't even know I dodged, because of the Lord's goodness and guidance.  I'm thankful for those things I know I'll never be thankful enough for.

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