It is Thanksgiving morning, and I do have much to be thankful for. I have good health, a family I love, a place of employment. I am fortunate. Part of that fortune is due to factors beyond my control -- place of birth, ethnicity, maleness, etc. It's not that I've not had my struggles, for I have. It is not that I am always deserving, because I am not. But I have experienced a life of blessing. I recognize that not everyone shares in this blessing. There are reasons for sharing words of (un)gratitude, which Rev. Mindi has done with forthrightness. I share her concerns about the proliferation of violence in our society and the ongoing realities of poverty and racism afflicting our nation. People around this country and across the globe suffer in ways I can imagine but have not experienced. I must keep in mind these realities even as I share my own words of thanksgiving.
With keen awareness of my own situation in life, I join the Psalmist in giving thanks to God with my whole heart. I give thanks to God for God's steadfast love and faithfulness. Great is the glory of the Lord.