A. Unabashed Pacifist:
The organizational chart for peace looks like this: a circle of all kinds of people, with divinity in the center.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
You never stop loving us, despite our despicable behavior.
You never stop providing opportunities for us, despite our bad decisions.
You never stop putting beauty in front of our eyes, despite our preference for trivia and fads.
You never stop offering forgiveness to us, despite our inclination toward vengeance and guilt and shame.
You never stop wanting the best for us, despite our stupid, short-sighted and self-destructive actions.
You never stop loving us, despite our rare expressions of thanks.
Thank you!
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“For the Festival of Booths, we should eat turkey. Oh, right, we don’t have them around here. Ham’s out, too, for sure. I suppose it’ll have to be lamb as usual.”
[Nice try, but He did not designate turkey as the Thanksgiving meat.]
D. Blog: Happy Thanksgiving!
The organizational chart for peace looks like this: a circle of all kinds of people, with divinity in the center.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
You never stop loving us, despite our despicable behavior.
You never stop providing opportunities for us, despite our bad decisions.
You never stop putting beauty in front of our eyes, despite our preference for trivia and fads.
You never stop offering forgiveness to us, despite our inclination toward vengeance and guilt and shame.
You never stop wanting the best for us, despite our stupid, short-sighted and self-destructive actions.
You never stop loving us, despite our rare expressions of thanks.
Thank you!
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“For the Festival of Booths, we should eat turkey. Oh, right, we don’t have them around here. Ham’s out, too, for sure. I suppose it’ll have to be lamb as usual.”
[Nice try, but He did not designate turkey as the Thanksgiving meat.]
D. Blog: Happy Thanksgiving!

One day a year? Way too little for giving thanks! The Deuteronomic “law” for that Festival of Booths required a full week for the harvest celebration. I’ll be thankful tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday, too. Probably go on for the foreseeable future.
Nothing can diminish the wonder and joy of living on Earth. I sometimes doubt whether heaven can compare to this glory we call life. I’m willing to find out, but meanwhile, I think constant gratitude is the appropriate response to the opportunity to breathe in this life.

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