Yesterday was a day spent giving thanks by many around our nation. We gathered around tables, booths, or bars, and spent time with others consuming near fatal amounts of turkey, and trimmings. Yesterday was a day set aside by our forefathers as a time to look back and remember all that God has done for us.
The other night I was sitting at our church’s thanksgiving eve service by myself all alone in the back row, feeling bad for myself. I was listening to person after person share how God had healed them and helped them in the last year, and I was having a hard time just thinking about how God chose to take my Dad home and not heal him. I’ll be honest, it was hard. Really hard.
But in the midst of it all, I started to tune out those who were speaking and I began a list in my journal of the things I’m thankful for. Here’s what I am thankful for in 2008…
- My wife
- My wife
- My wife
- My Kids
- My Family
- God providing for all of our needs
- For God clearly moving us when we need to be moved, and settling us when we need to settle
- For my friends
- For God chasing me
- For the trials
- For my Dad’s Legacy
- For my Mom
- For my WIFE
- For God teaching me and changing me
- For Tears
- For a great group of people that I get to serve alongside of
- For my life
There is so much to be thankful for. It is really easy to be negative though isn’t it? Just to look at the downside… But I’m grateful for so much! What about you? What are you thankful for?
~Peter









Never in all of the years that I have had the privalage of being his son have I ever heard him talk negatively about God’s bride, the church. In the midst of some painful situations He always remained positive. One of the last sermons that he ever preached was in the dining room of my grandmothers house in NJ. He read Psalm 16 and he shared with all of us around the table about how God has allowed the lines to fall in pleasant places for him. He also reminded us that God is his inheritance. I will never forget his ability to comfort us even when he was the one suffering. What a man of God. Praise God for my dad’s life. 



