The table of thanksgiving is set.
For many it will be a table filled with laughter and reminiscing.
For others, it will be a table for one.
A barely perceptible voice whispers, “you are loved”.
Prayers will be fervently shared through the lens of joy.
Prayers will be uttered almost silently, spilling from a nearly empty cup.
In those prayers, you will sense that you are loved.
“Thank You God” will be followed by a list of extraordinary blessings.
“Thank you God” will be followed by “for just one more day on this earth”.
A knowing seeps into your spirit; a knowing that you truly are loved…
a knowing that you’ve sometimes pushed aside.
Smiles—sometimes bold, sometimes almost imperceptible—
lift hearts that struggle to find their place among the tears—
flowing easily, or chocked back ferociously,
depending on the chair you sit in.
The voice is stronger now; “you are loved”.
Looking forward to growing up so that life can really begin or
holding onto bygone years in the hope of a resurrection of youth,
adorned or plain, wealthy or poor,
basking in the sun or hiding in the shadows,
aged or young, we all have hearts that beat with Your life….
we’re all the same, aren’t we?
This day before us now is all we have.
Sorrow and joy.
Loss and abundance.
Pain and rebirth.
Juxtapositions all mingling together—all part of the journey that wends through life.
A time of thanksgiving
God inviting us to sit for a while—
to hear the wind whispering among the fallen leaves;
to hear the breath that we often take for granted;
to hear “You are loved just as you are, right now….
You are loved”.
“Thanksgiving” From Poems & Random Thoughts About Life by Kay McLane
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