For many that I love and respect, it’s been a year of tragedy and loss. Some of my dearest friends or family find themselves in a deep season of grief as Thanksgiving rolls around. My heart is heavy when I consider the lonely and difficult path they must walk at this time of year.
I’m reminded of what I love so much about Thanksgiving. It’s always been my favorite holiday because it brings us back to the basics. It sharpens our focus on people, togetherness, and creating memories.
I suppose grief also has this same effect. Looking back over a lifetime of memories, the moments we treasure most are the simplest.
A favorite recipe created with love, holding hands to pray while gathered around a table, looking into each other’s eyes, taking a walk, playing football, laughing, crying, teaching the next generation to find their place in our corner of the world.
In truth, gratitude and grief go hand in hand. We can’t have one without the other. The loss of a loved one hurts so deeply because we had a taste of something wonderful, and that makes us even more thankful.
I take comfort in scripture because I can’t imagine going through this life without the promise of Heaven and abundant love from the One who created each one of us.
“The Lord is near the brokenhearted. He saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18 NIV).
I know many who are crushed in spirit. They are also more grateful than ever for the gifts they’ve been given.
My prayer is that God holds them closer than ever and comforts them in the most personal of ways during this Thanksgiving season.
A season of gratitude, despite their grief.
So true, Janet. Thank you.