Thanksgiving

I’ve read we are the heirs of divine guidance. I think that means the potential of everything is right there for us, even the mind of God. It is there for the taking or there for the struggle or winding journey to reach it. Or maybe just a fleeting moment.

I know why fear is so often personified by demons—it’s like a living breathing thing that is also very elusive. You can’t catch a squirmy little red demon on your shoulder—the only way you can get rid of it is through trust that everything will be ok, prayer that everyone you love will be ok.

I’ve also been told to have faith means not to have fear. Maybe, in part, that’s why we ask God to take that away. And we replace it with confidence that comes from participating fully in life, without seeking reward for ourselves. And that we should do this with grace.

In this season, we take stock of our family and of our friends as we can count the place settings for the great feast where we will give thanks: what we’re doing right, the good that we know intimately, the people we love and those we miss.

I think, though it’s not written into the Thanksgiving holiday, working on your ability to forgive and to accept forgiveness would be very good thing to practice, to pray for. And to be as much a part of your own life as you can every single day. And to do it in a spirit of thanksgiving.