With the coming of Thanksgiving, my thoughts have turned to what I am grateful for. There are so many blessings we have that we take for granted. We sometimes don’t recognize how fortunate we are. The other night I lay in my warm bed as the wind howled outside. I thought of the homeless men and women I have seen and wondered where they would sleep that night. Thank you Heavenly Father for a roof over my head, a warm bed to sleep in and food to eat. Thank you for service, and help me to help others in need. I learned of a family I know that is out of work and struggling financially and other ways as well. Thank you Heavenly Father for a working car and a job to drive to each day.
I have loved ones who are seriously ill, who have struggled all year to do the basic things I do every day without thinking. Thank you Heavenly Father for my health. There are people all around who are lonely, who have no one to turn to this holiday season. People who are dealing with the loss of loved ones. Thank you Heavenly Father for my family and friends. I have relatives whose siblings live all over the country and can only come together once or twice a year. I am blessed to have my family close by.
Last night I was watching a video taken at the hospital the day my oldest nephew was born. His mother was teary eyed, his father grinning nonstop. Now I have three nephews. Thank you Heavenly Father for little boys who bring such joy and remind me of your love for us. On Sunday I attended the missionary homecoming of my cousin. She shared her joy at serving a mission and telling people the good news of the gospel. There are still many who have not heard. Thank you Heavenly Father for the gospel, for Thy plan and Thy mercy.
My dad and I have been doing genealogy together and on a recent visit to the Family History Library we were able to find a little boy to seal to his parents. I keep a picture of my grandparents on my desk. They are both on the other side now, but I know they are together. Thank you Heavenly Father for temples and for eternal families. The signs of Christmas are popping up in stores everywhere. But it’s the Christ child not Santa that matters most. Thank you Heavenly Father for sending your Son to show us the way home and to make it possible for us to get there. As you sit down to your turkey feast this year, take a moment to give thanks to He who gives us all that we have.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!