A group of voyagers come across the ocean and land in a strange new country. They have weathered the sea, the ship, illness and disease. They have built a colony, and lived off of the land. They got some help from the natives who where here, that we decided to call "indians." So, to celebrate their success and survival and community and fellowship, they gathered together to have a feast. The scene of their celebration has been depicted in many a book and school play.
Times have changed. The pace of life has gotten faster. We are now spread far and wide on this great continent, and we have been good stewards. We gather, just as they did, to celebrate our plenty, our provision, our relationships. In a day when there is so much wrong, we might forget or miss what we have, who we are, and what we are here for. The context of the celebration has changed; we aren't fighting against the elements for survival anymore. We are settled and productive, inventive and creative. But our context is of continuing the dream. They were celebrating starting it, we are celebrating continuing it. Many many people are still drawn to this land for what it stands for, because they can't get that where they come from. America is an idea, not a place, and although its home is on the North American continent, it can be created anywhere that people desire liberty, truth, and natural law.
I hope these words find you in good stead, with a view and a hope for the coming season that we celebrate this time of year. Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukah, Ramadan and other faith celebrations, all the way through to New Years.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!