I just left work and drove very safely, obeying all the speed limits, to the airport so I can join my family in D.C. for thanksgiving. Sitting here in the airport I read a post by my friend Renee on the mercy blog and, thinking about how thankful I am for my family, it made me think about the emotionally and spiritually homeless. For example, I have been so frustrated by the overwhelming number of volunteers on this one day that I said to myself, “where are all these people the other 364 days!“. But now I wonder why people come in to the soup kitchen on a holiday. What are they looking for, are they alone, what interior need is not being met for them? I guess there a lot of reasons in this hungry world that would make people look for something more filling than what is out there on Black Friday, or what is stuffed in their turkey.
“True thanksgiving means that we need to thank God for what He has done for us,
and not to tell Him what we have done for Him.” George Hendrick