How did Thanksgiving go at your house? Did you have lots of people in or did you go to someone else’s house where groups of people ate huge amounts at tables jammed in around sofas and potted plants? Or did you eat alone or at a community dinner? Some of us gathered in much smaller groups, even eating something different from the national roasted turkey.
It is the quintessential American holiday. Not specifically religious, it’s not divisive, but a means of connection with each other. As we pulled up last night to share dessert with our friends, we saw people gathered in the lighted window at their Indian neighbors. My Jewish friend extols its virtues. There’s nothing required but food and smiles.
For some, though, it is a time to give thanks to the God who is there. The God who spoke the universe into existence. To he who can create something out of nothing by the power of his voice. The God who longs to know us, whom he has made in his image. I am thankful for that desire.
Father, this Thanksgiving, we want to know your desire for us.