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A Tribute to Margaret Irene Cookson (1927-2022)
Margaret Irene Cookson, Shirley’s mother, passed away last night on December 6 at Hospice House in Tacoma, Washington. I spent two hours with her before she passed–thanking God that he would soon usher her into the arms of Jesus and a glorious time of reunion.
Mothers are the most important people on earth–imparting their lives and love to their children and extended family.
We miss you, Irene. But we know you’ve just experienced the greatest day of your life.
All because of Jesus.
Destroyer
Often people ask me how I choose my weekly topics. It’s pretty simple.
I do my best to try to keep up on world events (lots of reading) and then pray for and over people and issues. The intercession times usually lead to thoughts and themes I write down and commit to share. I usually have ten-to-fifteen different subjects percolating at a time.
Today’s topic is one I’ve been chewing on for awhile that became confirmed this week.
Destroyer.
Thanksgiving: Our American Holy Day
Thanksgiving is a uniquely American “holy day” that arose out of the deep faith of our spiritual ancestors–especially the Pilgrims–who came to these shores in November of 1620. Other nations celebrate it (like Canada to the north), and Israel enjoyed many holidays that were used to give gratitude to God.
But our American Thanksgiving is different. It came primarily from a community of New Testament believers who not only grasped the importance of thanking God in all things, but experienced a providential act they never forgot.