A thought....of THANKSGIVING

When growing up it is hard to grasp what really life is about...i used to live in a world where i thought i ruled the whole world,i would be in class thinking"if i got up and slapped my teacher in the face then nothing would happen to me cos im boss!" but i never did do that ofcos, i lived in a world of my own. as i matured i still found other perceptions, God was never in the picture in a purposefull way but only by default. I would pray when i was afraid, when i was sad i would cry to him and when i was happy i thanked him even then i never realised Him in His true light. I used to be a sunday Only person when it came to prayer and worship, at school id be the tom among the boys..and it used to be fun, alot fun...what is fun between eternity and time? its my Life and Soul!!
At some point in life i had to breakaway, i had time to cry, reflect, revise my life..be confused and long to go back, then a strong helping hand would always point me to the Cross of salvation, that hand that always guided me through my teenage frustrations and decisions. I used to ignore and disregard this helping hand hand, i never appreciated the hand for it kept me sane and away from destruction.
I thank God for His love and guidance, i thank Him for this salvation, i thank Him for spiritual maturity....