We tend to romanticize that First Thanksgiving. The pilgrims celebrated for Three days, Feasted, Joined their Indian friends In games. But it had been a deadly, Devastating winter. The weak tended the weakest, And more than half of Their small group died. It was only by God's grace That any of them survived. After their first good harvest Their hearts were still heavy with Grief, but they chose to be Grateful despite their losses. Each of us who have Loved ones missing from Our loaded tables tomorrow can Follow the example of those Brave bold ones. Despite our aching hearts we can Choose to give thanks anyway. |