The trees have turned. Many have dropped their leaves. Winter is at the door, and Covid has loosened its grip. Thoughts turn a shared table overflowing with turkey, dressing, giblet gravy, pumpkin pie and “home.” This year is especially meaningful after last year’s isolation and zoom. It just wasn’t the same. Many are making plans to travel. I like Thanksgiving and the American traditions that go along with it.
Nothing is more important than cultivating a grateful and thankful heart. We all experience blessing and loss. God sends his rain on the just and the unjust. The faithful and the unfaithful must weather the same storms. We all experience life and love and loss that we do not deserve. We often cannot choose our circumstances but we can choose our response; bitterness and resentment, thankfulness and gratitude. The former leads to death. The latter leads to life.