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Thanksgiving:  A time for CONFESSION and CONVICTION

When I think of the many blessings of God in my life, I must CONFESS two things: (1) I am thankful for all the good things God has sent my way.  And (2) I’m thankful for all the things He wisely withheld from me.  Though I may not have all the things I would like to have, neither have I had to face all the things I would not want to face.

When you count your blessings, be sure to thank God for all the things you have missed as well as the blessings you have received.
I am also CONVICTED.  When I consider all God has done for me, I am convicted how little I have done for Him!  And what little I do for Him, I only do by the grace He has given me (1 Pet. 4:11). Every good thing in my life I owe to Him.  I have nothing to glory in.  Freely I have received—So I should also freely give (Mt. 10:8). As David prayed, “But who am I, and what is my people, that we should be able to offer so willingly after this sort? for all things come of thee, and of thine own have we given thee” (1 Chron. 29:14).

Anyone who is truly thankful should (1) CONFESS he is not worthy of the least of God’s benefits (Gen. 32:10) and (2) be CONVICTED at how little he actually thanked the One who made it all possible.
God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today. Have you used one of them to say “thank you?

My Confession

A Pastor’s Confession

Confess your faults one to another  —James 5:16

I have a confession to make.

I confess, last Sunday morning I didn’t feel like going to church!  That may be an eye-opener to some who know I am a pastor.  But, unfortunately, it is true. You ask, “Preacher, why didn’t you feel like going to church?”

  • Because I woke up with a bad head ache that wouldn’t go away.
  • Because I was very tired from not getting much sleep Saturday night. (I stayed up too late working on a sermon).
  • Because there was a game on TV Sunday I wanted to see.
  • Because I knew there would be people at church who don’t like me and gossip about me.
  • Because I knew some people couldn’t care less about what I have to say.

But, in spite of all these reasons, I went to church anyway! Do you know, why?  Because it was the right thing to do (Heb. 10:24-25)!

A True Confession

A True Confession

It was a true report… Howbeit I believed not the words… —1 Kings 10:6-7

The Queen of Sheba heard about the fame and wisdom of King Solomon.  What she heard seemed fantastic, so she traveled about 1500 miles to Jerusalem to check it out for herself.

When she arrived and heard Solomon answer all her hard questions and saw the majesty of His kingdom, “there was no more spirit in her,” (1 Kings 10:5). In other words, it took her breath away. She was overwhelmed.

She confessed to Solomon, “It was a true report that I heard that I heard in my own land of they acts and of thy wisdom. Howbeit I believed not the words…”  This will be the same confession every child of God will make when they finally stand before the Lord in heaven—It was all true, but I believed not!

We say that we believe the Bible is all true, but we don’t really believe it. All the truth of the Bible has not really gripped our souls. If we really believed everything about eternity and heaven, and it was as real to us as it is to the angels who dwell there, we would be living much more differently than we actual do.  If the reality of what the Bible says about hell really got ahold of us, we would be doing more to get people saved than we are.  If we fully grasped that the whole Bible is truly the Word of God, we’d read it much more than we do.

The truth is, we can make bold statements about how much we believe, but deep down, we don’t wholly believe it.  Our lives prove we still battle with unbelief. At best, we only partially believe.  If we are honest, we must confess with that Father who brought his son to Jesus for healing, “Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief” (Mk. 9:24).

Our belief in the Scriptures will not be fully realized until we finally get to heaven.  Then we will confess as the Queen of Sheba, “mine eyes had seen it: and behold, the half was to told me!” (1 Kings 10:7).