Let Us Stop and Give Thanks
The leaves fall. The air chills. Autumn comes to Pennsylvania again.
With only a few days to go until we all gather to break bread, let us stop and be thankful for all that we have.
As we inch out way towards the 4th decade in our lives, we find our minds wandering back to a time when the world wasn’t so complicated. When we could stay outside and play without fear of some nefarious villain trying to harm us. We think of loves lost and days gone by. We smiles to ourselves as memories come rushing up to meet us … like an old friend stopping in to say “Hi … How have you been?” Football games, proms, “keggers” in the field, college parties … and the list goes on.
We long for places we have been … and wonder about places we have yet to go.
We reflect upon our lives as we wonder if we have lived up to our full potential. Our heart aches for a youth that only we remember. It’s the same homesick feeling we get when we think back to a place we used to go to … on a sunny, summer afternoon … to escape the unyielding tribulations of growing up.
Yes, we have grown up .. we have grown out …... we have grown apart. Our lives have become as complicated as the world around us. Job, kids, mortgages, bills. We have ….. become ….. our parents. Our minds drive faster than a morning commute on any given highway in America. We all yearn for the days that life wasn’t this fast … yet we are powerless to stop it’s maddening drive forward. It becomes so insane at times we wonder to ourselves:
“What do I possibly have to be thankful for??”
……. More than I have the time to list
We live in a country where, despite our differences and our problems, we can freely live our lives in relative peace. Where we can chase our dreams. Where we have to worry about eating too much … not starving to death. A country where we can speak our minds and embrace our differences without fear of having our doors kicked in at night.
On of my favorite Pink Floyd songs says it best:
A place to stay
enough to eat
somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears
and what’s more …..
no one ever disappears you never hear their “standard issue”
kicking in your door
you can relax on both sides of the tracks
and maniacs … don’t blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
and everyone has recourse to the law
and no one kills the children anymore
We’re not nieve though. We realize that the world has become a dangerous place. We all know someone … or know someone who knows someone who is at this very moment fighting the forces of tyranny around the globe.
We are thankful for them.
So when we celebrate thanksgiving this year … In between the turkey and stuffing. Somewhere between the wine and pumpkin pie. Let’s all steal a moment for ourselves ….. To feel TRULY grateful …..
… for who we are ....all we have … and where we’re going.
With only a few days to go until we all gather to break bread, let us stop and be thankful for all that we have.
As we inch out way towards the 4th decade in our lives, we find our minds wandering back to a time when the world wasn’t so complicated. When we could stay outside and play without fear of some nefarious villain trying to harm us. We think of loves lost and days gone by. We smiles to ourselves as memories come rushing up to meet us … like an old friend stopping in to say “Hi … How have you been?” Football games, proms, “keggers” in the field, college parties … and the list goes on.
We long for places we have been … and wonder about places we have yet to go.
We reflect upon our lives as we wonder if we have lived up to our full potential. Our heart aches for a youth that only we remember. It’s the same homesick feeling we get when we think back to a place we used to go to … on a sunny, summer afternoon … to escape the unyielding tribulations of growing up.
Yes, we have grown up .. we have grown out …... we have grown apart. Our lives have become as complicated as the world around us. Job, kids, mortgages, bills. We have ….. become ….. our parents. Our minds drive faster than a morning commute on any given highway in America. We all yearn for the days that life wasn’t this fast … yet we are powerless to stop it’s maddening drive forward. It becomes so insane at times we wonder to ourselves:
“What do I possibly have to be thankful for??”
……. More than I have the time to list
We live in a country where, despite our differences and our problems, we can freely live our lives in relative peace. Where we can chase our dreams. Where we have to worry about eating too much … not starving to death. A country where we can speak our minds and embrace our differences without fear of having our doors kicked in at night.
On of my favorite Pink Floyd songs says it best:
A place to stay
enough to eat
somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears
and what’s more …..
no one ever disappears you never hear their “standard issue”
kicking in your door
you can relax on both sides of the tracks
and maniacs … don’t blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
and everyone has recourse to the law
and no one kills the children anymore
We’re not nieve though. We realize that the world has become a dangerous place. We all know someone … or know someone who knows someone who is at this very moment fighting the forces of tyranny around the globe.
We are thankful for them.
So when we celebrate thanksgiving this year … In between the turkey and stuffing. Somewhere between the wine and pumpkin pie. Let’s all steal a moment for ourselves ….. To feel TRULY grateful …..
… for who we are ....all we have … and where we’re going.
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