November 24, 2005

Thanksgiving - A Poem

The site of many happy family dinners even when the Union Army occupied this house. The Main dining hall of the "Rosalie" Nachez MS

It is a myth
that we all go home for Thanksgiving
or that we have to go
"over the river and through the woods"
to find meaning in this day.

For me, this is a day
that is a signpost
truly, a reminder
of all that is good
and not so good

We need to stop
take a deep breath
gather up the events
blessing and heartache
And offer up a prayer

A prayer of thanks
to the God that made us
and knows in advance
every moment of our days
and gives us our very breath

All that was ever ours
Our victories and defeats
Crushing sorrow, joyful optimism
are a gift from Him
who holds our lives in His hands

A prayer of thanks
a grateful heart
a hand outstreched to give
a mind opened to recieve
these are the blessings

of Thanksgiving