Today brings the beginning of Thanksgiving week and one week to the beginning of Advent. I know Thanksgiving is close, because when I logged into Facebook this morning there was a post mentioning the old WKRP in Cincinnati episode about the turkey drop ("As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!"). I've seen that episode more times than I can count, and it's funny every time.
All that being said, this week reminds me to reflect on all I am thankful for. Even though it's cold outside and I'm not seeing any sun yet, I'm sitting in a warm house with a cup of coffee and two dogs close by. Within an hour or so, I will head out the door for the church, where I will see people I have come to care for very much. Most important of all, when I focus on how much I have, it reminds me how lucky I am.
O God, when I have food,
help me to remember the hungry;
When I have work,
help me to remember the jobless;
When I have a home,
help me to remember those who have no home at all;
When I am without pain,
help me to remember those who suffer,
help me to destroy my complacency;
to renew my compassion for others,
to be concerned enough to help,
by word and deed,
all those who cry out for what I take for granted.