Thank you, Lord, for the splendor of your creation, for the beauty of the world around me . . . for green pastures and still waters and for tall trees that bow their heads prayerfully in the wind. I thank you for the colors with which you paint the seasons and for the passing of those seasons that has brought us to this day . . . for the snow glistened winter and the dogwood spring, for the watermelon summer and the russet and gold autumn.
Thank you, Lord, for this great land, for its bounty and its liberty, for the privilege of democracy and the gift of peace. Thank you for the goodness of our people and for the spirit of justice that fills this nation. I thank you today for the brave people of our land who are more interested in being right than in being popular, and for those who are willing to support a good cause publicly even though they know that cause may not succeed.
I offer you my thanks today for the gift of family . . . for all those who will gather around my Thanksgiving table, and for those who break bread at other tables this year. I thank you too for those who share with you in the heavenly banquet, those whom you have called home and into your embrace. Thank you for relieving their pain and suffering and thank you for all the memories that keep them alive in my mind and in my heart.
I’m grateful, Lord, for friends who continue to be friends even after they have known me well . . . for those whose nods, winks, and smiles celebrated my joys and triumphs, and whose broad shoulders bore my burdens and lifted me with their compassion. Thank you for all those who have come into my life this year . . . for older people who have shared with me the wisdom of their yesterdays, and for the young whose enthusiasm and zest for life give me hope for tomorrow.
I’m thankful for the talents of others and for those who share them so generously with us, and for advances in technology and medicine that promise us a better day in the future. And I thank you for work which challenges the talents with which I have been blessed, and for weekends and holidays and holy days which refresh my spirit. For days of pomp and pageantry and parade, and for moments of quiet solitude, I thank you.
I give thanks to you today for the wonder of life, the mystery of love, and the gift of faith . . . for the sound of music that fills my soul, for the sound of laughter that lifts my spirit, and for the sound of crying that moves my heart with compassion.
I thank you for cloudy days which help me appreciate the sunshine; for tears which help me appreciate laughter; for pain which helps me appreciate health; for weakness through which I’ve discovered my strength; for sorrow, hurt, and loss through which I have discovered the depth of my own heart; and for failure which has led me to discover my dependence on you.
I thank you for the Church, for its teaching which informs me, and for its saints that inspire me . . . for the priests, deacons, brothers and sisters who proclaim the gospel, not merely by word but through their tireless dedication to you and your people, and for my fellow parishioners who fold their hands in prayer on Sunday morning and who extend their hands in service and generosity throughout the week.
But most of all Lord, I thank you for you! I thank you for simply being God and for loving me with a Father’s love . . . for sending your Son to us - for the example of his life and for the redemption that his death and resurrection has won . . . and for the gift of your Spirit, who guides me along the path which I pray someday will lead me home to you.
For all of this Lord, I offer my thanks to you on this Thanksgiving Day.
