For many years my elementary students prepared a play for this season based on the book, A Turkey for Thanksgiving.
I initially read it to my first graders and then scripted it for second graders several years later when I was blessed with Jeff and his talented mom who helped bring the characters to life with costumes and props.
In the book, Mr. and Mrs. Moose planned to have a Thanksgiving dinner with some of their woodland friends. After they decided to have a turkey (as a guest) for the meal, they went in search of the chosen fowl, but the turkey had overheard a snippet of conversation and mistakenly assumed he would be the Thanksgiving dinner.
It is a cute little story with a happy ending, but the book makes a valid point which is, people and situations are often misunderstood.
When I taught, I chose my words carefully for fear of being misunderstood.
When I write on Facebook or on my blog, I ponder my words so I will not be misunderstood, but I never, ever worry about that when I am praying.
If He knows the hairs of my head and knew me before I was born, He surely knows my thoughts and the intent of my heart, and that allows me a freedom of conversation that I don’t have with anyone else because it is divine.
In her journal Mother wrote, “If our motives are pure, we don’t have to be afraid to ask great things from Him. To have the Holy Spirit’s help, we must be willing to ask.”
My motives in prayer are not always pure. In fact, they are often selfish, but He isn’t waiting for my perfection. He is waiting for my request. Then He bathes that prayer in His spirit and delivers a perfect answer in His perfect time.
His understanding is one blessing I definitely want to list this Thanksgiving season.