In the cathedral in Cambridge, England, the cushion of a kneeler has embroidered on it (so I have been told) just two words: “Think…Thank.” Etymologically, the two words are said to originate from the same root word, which comes as no surprise. It’s just what we do. When something causes us stop to think, we also stop to thank, also amid unlikely circumstances.
We saw this again a week ago after the 85 tornados devastated parts of the Midwest. Even as residents of communities struck by the storms dug themselves out of the rubble of their former blessings and began to think about their considerable losses, how often their thoughts focused on their remaining blessings and turned to giving thanks. It’s what we do, especially as Christians.
Perhaps the greatest example of that kind of thanksgiving will be before us this Friday as our liturgical calendar calls for the “Commemoration of Noah.” After surviving the most horrific storm and devastating losses imaginable, Noah immediately built an altar and gave thanks to God that he and his family were spared. He couldn’t help but “Think…Thank.”
Calamity is not a requirement, of course. A family gathering with turkey and all the trimmings can also serve as an opportunity to think about the wisdom of Paul’s words to the Corinthians: “What hast thou that thou didst not receive?” (1 Cor. 4:7). “Think…Thank.”