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Thankfulness Project: God is my Confidence

I'm a daughter, granddaughter & niece of pastors. I love God & studying the Bible and want to empower others to do the same.


The Rabshakeh said to them, “Tell Hezekiah that this is what the great king, the king of Assyria, says: What is the basis of this confidence of yours? -Isaiah 36:4 NIV

Such confidence we have through Christ before God. -2 Corinthians 3:4 NIV

We place our confidence, our hope, too often in things or people. If we are honest, this is often why we get so upset when one of these fail us—a car or the AC breaks down, we lose a job or don’t get the promotion/raise, a friend betrays us, someone fails to meet our expectations, our health fails, an injury ends a career or dream, etc. We place our confidence and hope in the wrong things, and we can sometimes expect too much from them, instead of regarding them as unreliable blessings that eventually will disappoint us or break down, as all things in the world do. Every day our car starts, we should be thankful. Every day our AC/heat work, we should be thankful. Every day our loved ones love us back, we should be thankful. Every day our legs and hands and ears and eyes and nose and lungs work, we should be grateful. And God is the One we should be thanking most for all of it, every time.

Everything we are given is a gift. Every Single Thing. Every Person. Every Day. Unfortunately, most of us walk around spending more time complaining about what we don’t have and want than all the things we have and could lose. Often, only those who have lost those things or people are grateful for the time they had them, or rather, regret the loss because they didn't appreciate those things in the moment, or state it to them.

I have lost so many people, so many things, and unfortunately, I did not appreciate many while I had them. My AC has stopped working in the middle of Florida summer. My car has died on the way to work; and once on the way to a dealership for a new one, it shook and smoked on the way there. My baby sister died at age 18, just a few weeks before her 19th birthday. I miscarried my only pregnancy that year. I have had no home to go to, and all my belongings in the world packed in one overnight bag. I have buried so many. I have had dear friends move away, loved ones betray me and abuse me. Family heirlooms have been sold. Prized possessions lost or broken. My body has even betrayed me with unbearable pain and illness so strong I was bed-ridden or hospitalized, even as a young teenager, in what should have been my healthiest years. My eyes are failing me slowly, and I am legally blind without thick glasses (though praise God for lenses that hide the thickness, and the ability to still use glasses or contacts).

Yet the loss of each of these things has taught me to thank God for what I do have left, and especially for the things that have been restored or returned, by the grace of God.

If we were to let go of our expectations, our incessant media-driven new cravings and desires we could realize that yes, it would be nice if we had them, but I choose to be grateful for what I currently have instead. We could thank God every day for the thousands of blessings we possess and use and come home to, and above all, for the salvation and the relationship we get to have with the Savior who loves us more than we’ll ever be able to comprehend or feel. Then, maybe, we could even learn contentment; we could realize God has given us enough in Him to accomplish all He desires. Our confidence needs to shift from the things and people we have, the gifts we have, to the Giver of all things, and to thank Him every day for them, each time we use them. If we did, what joyful, thankful, content people we could be.


Today, I will choose to be thankful for my hands and the objects I can use, as I turn on the running water to wash my hands, as I flush the toilet privileges many in other countries have never used.

I will be thankful when those I live with wish to have a conversation with me right after I wake up and before my coffee. Instead of grumbling, I will thank them for being in my life (while I still have them).

I will be thankful for the car that turns on, for the job I drive to, for the technology and equipment that enable me to do my job, and to cook, and to clean, for the house I live in, for all the plethora and piles of furniture and books and entertainment and clothes and stuff and stuff I possess. There are some who've never even owned a notebook, and my shelf is full of them and so much more. My floors are not made of dirt, nor my roof of thatch. I live in comforts and luxuries many dream of, and I will be grateful.

I will be thankful for the roads I drive on and the eyes that see them; for the food I eat, and the nose and tongue that make it so enjoyable. I will be thankful for the legs I walk on, and the parts of my body that still work, and especially for the ones that still work correctly and don’t cause me pain.

I will be thankful for the hair that I am able to grow, even if it is in unwanted places.

I will be thankful for the fat on my body, as it means I am often well fed.

I will be thankful for every kind word and compliment spoken to me.

I will open the back window and be thankful for the sunset, as it means another day of life.

I will be thankful for my favorite things and people as well as the mundane things. And I will learn to place my confidence in God, the Provider of all things, not in the things He graciously provides, and has power to take away, should they become my idols.

“My hope is built on nothing less/Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness/I dare not trust the sweetest frame/But wholly trust in Jesus’ name./ On Christ the solid Rock I stand/ All other ground is sinking sand./All other ground is sinking sand.”

-"My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less" by Edward Mote

© 2020 Amanda Lorenzo

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