A Love Letter at Thanksgiving

Dear Reader:

I had a God Wink yesterday while reading another devotion from (Faith/Gateway) and it dealt with  Psalm 18. It is known as the “Grateful Retrospect.” As Paul Harvey discovered a long time ago…it is always the story behind the story that grabs our hearts and doesn’t let go.

The psalm was written by David and throughout the psalm he is retrospecting about the difficult past he has just endured and upon further reflection…how, with God’s help throughout, he has become a better person for the hardships he has been forced to endure.

The backdrop for this Psalm:

David’s lengthy dark period of being chased, frightened, and anxious had finally ended. It has been twenty years of hiding in caves from his enemies and King Saul. He has missed his family and their support, along with  the comforts of home. Now the king is dead and David will soon be king…it is during this short interval in his life that David stops to write a love letter of thankfulness to God with the first line reading:

18 I will love thee, O Lord, my strength.

David’s heart overflowed with gratefulness for God’s protection, provision, strength, and deliverance. Psalm 18 is an incredibly descriptive song written by David on the day that the Lord delivered him from the hands of Saul and other enemies.

During the darkness, David wholeheartedly sought God as his secret hiding place. As a result, he knew specific attributes of God intimately. Psalm 18 contains his overflowing praise sung directly to God from a heart that privately knew God.

Too many times…isn’t it so easy for us to forget to stop and thank God for the trials and tribulations we have just endured…we have a tendency to want to just push it behind us and move on. However David wrote one of his longest psalms (over 50 verses) in the form of a love letter to God. He knew he was a stronger, better man for the difficulties he had endured and that God was the force behind him… preparing him for the future.

So until tomorrow…On Thanksgiving let us all pause and send God a personal declaration of love. I am particularly fond of the verse in Psalm 18 that talks about God’s continuous support of us:

*Your right hand has held me up.” (Has it ever…even helping me limp along these past few weeks)

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh



About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to A Love Letter at Thanksgiving

  1. bcparkison says:

    You know twenty years is along time to be on the run. Today we might not make the grade.
    We want everything now or even yesterday but gods timing is always right .


    • rebecca dingle says:

      So true…to have to wait 20 years for one’s life goal would be unacceptable to many people today…in always comes down to God’s time…not ours. Once we realize this…the stress to make it big…quickly diminishes along with the stress.


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