And Still, I Am Thankful
This is a little bit of a different Thanksgiving video. No cooking this year. I had wanted to use the outdoor bake oven for my pies, but it has been snowing and raining here in Vermont. Sigh. Perhaps I will fire up the oven for Stir Up Sunday — the Sunday before the start of Advent in which it’s a tradition to make your Christmas fruitcakes.
But for now I share with you a very raw and honest video which began when I got reacquainted with the song, “Over the river and through the woods, to grandmother’s house we go…” Something about this 1844 poem, later set to music, which was originally written for Thanksgiving, not Christmas, tugged at my heart.
I began wondering, what if grandmother’s house is no longer? What if “home” has changed for you, or is changing? I am going through a trying time, but no matter what, on this day, I can say, “and still, I am thankful.”
Where do you see blessings among trials? And I need to know, which Thanksgiving pie do you prefer: pumpkin or apple?
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Donna, dear Donna, even when praying seems impossible, and thankfulness seems so very wrong in the midst of the pain and suffering, whether ours or that we see in others, there is God, there is Jesus Christ, there is Holy Spirit (and She often seems the strongest!). I am sorry for the place where you and your sister find yourselves, and especially for the need to envision a blessed future for your Mother and Dad and your brother. I, too, have been feeling the weight of years, and the fact that of our little family my cousin Margaret and I are the only ones left. And still! God smiles on us, gives us a new vision of home, and lets us know that we are indeed where we belong. My love to you and PJ (and yes, Fritz the Rambunctious, too). And a blessed Day of Giving Thanks to you!
With love and peace, Lois
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Lois, my arms are wrapping around you this holiday — and always. You are part of my little family. Yes, we move on to different seasons in our lives and, as we do, we seek the beauty and God’s goodness in what is different. Blessings to you!!! And I love Fritz’s new title: Fritz the Rambunctious. That is perfect! Love and hugs! Donna
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