On this day of thanks I have so much to be grateful for. Like watching all four kids get their hands into the process of making dinner, watching my mom pass on such beautiful traditions and memories to my children, the same as she did with me.
Favorite parts of the day were the early morning apple pie making with Emma, the smell of baked turkey and cornbread dressing, the large but intimate gathering of family and friends, a beautiful blessing before we ate, a plentiful bounty of food so that not one person was hungry, sweet treats of nearly every kind, long conversations and little jokes, games and laughter. So much goodness.
Before the blessing was said, we were reminded of this Thanksgiving prayer that really puts things into perspective:
from Dear AbbyOh, Heavenly Father, We thank Thee for food and remember the hungry.
We thank Thee for health and remember the sick.
We thank Thee for freedom and remember the enslaved.
May these remembrances stir us to service, That Thy gifts to us may be used for others.