Here it is Thanksgiving again. Just like that the year has rolled around and we are well into autumn and on the cusp of the season of rest, a term of comfort rather than just saying … winter!
Right now I am in my office with ears tuned to the sound of the door latch and the incoming of the Sunday morning crowd. Our turnout is still very moderate with many people choosing to continue to shelter in at home and watch church on tv or computer screen. We sing our hymns softly with masks firmly fixed in place. We don`t shake hands or hug. It is a reserved gathering. BUT – we are gathering and for that I am thankful.
I am counting my blessings this year with an eye to global concerns. On this Thanksgiving Day, while I enumerate that many riches I enjoy as a Canadian of a certain age, I pray for the world. Uppermost in my prayers are the women and children of Afghanistan. I pray for the people of those countries in Africa who are not wealthy enough to afford the vaccine or who make it so costly most people cannot afford it. I am praying for the many people whose medical concerns have been delayed because hospitals are filled with Covid cases and medical staff are stretched to capacity. I am praying for the millions of people who are homeless and know only the life as refugees looking for a home. You will have prayers to add to this short list. Prayers for the many who find it hard to count their blessings today but do so anyway.
May your day be blessed with moments of gratitude, flashes of insight, reminders of God`s grace.
Amen and amen🙏🏽
From the left coast 🍂
Thank you. Wonderful reminders of how lucky we are.