I sit at my desk this evening woozy from a long afternoon of scarfing down turkey, stuffing (always my favorite) and various pies. It was lovely meal and, now being a bit older and more aware, I have been a good boy and haven’t gone back for more.
In my hazy trytophan-induced stupor, however, I experienced several dreams in succession:
- The Thanksgiving NFL day games were meaningful…like, even competitive.
- My sermon was already written for this Sunday.
- The band Rush called me to see if I’d be available to join them on the next tour as Neil’s stand-in on drums…but the bishop said I couldn’t go.
But then I woke up.
I do like Thanksgiving above most other holidays, however. One reason may be that it’s one holiday that I don’t have to work and can sit at my own table with family and friends and just talk away a whole afternoon…no presents or crowds or high expectations. That’s something to be thankful about.
Secondly, Thanksgiving always reminds me of years past and other great family meals–my grandma making her "special drink" for us every year (cranberry juice and ginger ale–which was very exotic at the time), playing football in the mud with my cousins, watching the Macy’s Parade and sticking through it to the end to see Santa, enduring my aunt’s jello salad (green jello with bananas in it…who thought this up?)
There’s much to be thankful for this year, and much to continue praying for…peace in a violent world, hope for those in need. Thankgiving is a day where our dreams might turn toward that great dream that Jesus called the Kingdom of God…a time when we’ll all be able to sit at the same table together.
I hope you had a great Thanksgiving!
