Because when it’s not on my to-do list or calendar I forget
It can’t be the best thing to admit I forget to be thankful. I say thank-you. Mama raised us to have polite manners, after all. But I forget to BE thankful. To carry specific thoughts of the litany of reasons to give thanks to God.
If we didn’t have a whole day with it spelled out on the calendar: THANKSGIVING, would I forget completely? I’m afraid the answer would be I’d continue the rush of life with the passing feeling of gratitude, often because of contentment. But
I need to dig deeper than comfort. I need to find my gratefulness in times of loss, of hard grief, of confusion because even then, I am made worthy by a compassionate God.
We need Thanksgiving to come together and remember what holds us, what keeps us coming back
The year we moved back to Florida, my father-in-law died a month before Thanksgiving. It would be my mother-in-law’s first Thanksgiving without him in 58 years. We knew she would be celebrating surrounded by the family that lived near her but we made the 9-hour drive because we’re part of those family ties that reach across miles. We keep coming back, making the drive because we’re grateful for our imperfect, crazy, loud family.
We need Thaksgiving to celebrate our common bonds and our differences
More than any year I can remember, this year our country is screaming loud its differences. People are taking sides when the only side to take is that we’re together in this life. We’re part of a country that honors free choice, free speech. If only we’d honor manners a little more.
The bible talks about the different parts of the body and their function.
“Just as our bodies have many parts and each part has a special function, 5 so it is with Christ’s body. We are many parts of one body, and we all belong to each other.” Romans 12:4-5 NLT
When our family gathers around the table, we will span generations with the energy of the young next to wisdom of the old. We are a family of musicians and artists. We are super smart and average. This one plays several instruments and this one none. The cooks will be stirring up their specialties while some of us set the table. We are an orchestra of different instruments that come together playing our parts as one symphony.
The matriarch will be waited on and I know her heart is taking it all in with a special fullness.
We have different tastes and different styles, but we make an effort to blend them into harmony.
I, we, need Thanksgiving for all of these reasons and more.
Acknowledge that the Lord is God! He made us, and we are his.
We are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving;
go into his courts with praise.
Give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good.
His unfailing love continues forever,
and his faithfulness continues to each generation. Psalm 100:3-5 NLT
Thanksgiving is more than a holiday — it’s meant to be all our days. – Ann Voskamp