We cannot do great things on this Earth,
only small things with great love.
Thanksgiving always seems a bitter-sweet holiday to me. A time to remember to be thankful and kind and gracious. But it is also a time (or perhaps a season) when people are filled with sadness and loneliness. As I was growing up, we had great (in number) family gatherings for most holidays, often at my mother’s house. Lots of cooking and good smells and good times. As I have grown older, many of those people, including my parents and my sibs, along with a whole host of others, are no longer alive. They are remembered and missed. This is part of my holiday sadness, but I have others that I can share the joys of “now” with.
I am grateful for every person who has crossed my path. I am grateful for every experience, even though I may not have enjoyed them or understood them at the time. I have learned something from each of them. I am grateful for new friends, acquaintances, opportunities to learn and grow,
But there is another side to the sadness of holidays. And that is that the world is full of lonely and alone people. And, by the way, those are not the same thing. Some people are alone and quite content with their situation most of the time. While some may be alone because of circumstances beyond their control right now, and are far from content. Perhaps as a result of previous choices that didn’t pan out as they had hoped. Still, some are alone because they have built rock-solid walls of protection around their hearts and are afraid to let anyone in again.
Everyone knows someone who is not near friends or family for the day or the season, who would be thrilled to have someone, anyone touch their lives and invite them in.
This is a season of hope. So, extend some love, and hope and grace to the world around you. Not because someone told you that you should, but because you can.
Remember that everyone around you is in some kind of struggle.
Be a blessing.
And, be blessed.