Thanksgiving in America
By Bishop Robert C. Wright, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta
Turkey with all the trimmings, long beautiful tables stuffed with loved ones and nose-filling aromas come to mind when the subject is Thanksgiving in America. Although, I have to admit my American Thanksgiving has been improved by my wife's international dishes: curry goat, rice and peas, yams and jerk chicken!
Gatherings around this special meal prompt reflections, silent or spoken, individual or collective. Hearts swell with gratitude for life, health, hope, community, safety and opportunity. The memories of relatives and friends who have died come especially close to us at these meals. At these times, families pray, tell stories and use sacred texts to mark this special occasion and meal. In these profound moments, soaring awe and deep gratitude present themselves.
When I think of awe and gratitude, I think of Psalm 8. The Psalms don’t require us to join a religion or recite a creed. They don’t ask us to renounce or decide anything. They just sing their experience into the air, searching for someone, anyone, to say Yes! Amen! I like to say the Psalms are the first published rap music!
Read the rest of Bishop Wright's thoughts on Thanksgiving here.