What do two people alone for Thanksgiving do when one of them has to work all day and in the evening they have an early choir practice?
They eat a turkey leg for their after school snack.
Some pumpkin pie-lettes to be shared at choir practice, a bit of Americana for the French and British singers with whom we are preparing a rendition of Handel’s Messiah.
We have many blessings for which to be thankful. I am very grateful that our Creator continues to make the effort to speak to us, hoping that we will use our free will to go in the direction that is best for us, that of love, forgiveness, peacemaking, freedom and spiritual intelligence.
A psalm. For giving grateful praise.
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.
To God belong the secrets of the heavens and the earth,
And the Hour of Doom is a matter of the winking of an eye, even less,
For God has certainly power over all things.
God produced you from your mothers’ wombs knowing nothing,
But gave you ears and eyes and hearts so that you may be grateful.
Do you not see the birds held high between the heavens and the earth?
Nothing holds them (aloft) but God.
There are verily signs in this for those who believe.
God has given you homes to live in,
And tents (made) from the hides of cattle
Convenient for days of travelling and halting:
And from their wool and fur and hair
You make domestic articles and foods that last a certain time.
God has given you of things created, shade, and places of shelter in the mountains,
And clothes for protection against the heat, and coats (of mail) for defence during war.
He thus bestows His favours on you
So that you may be grateful to Him.
If they still turn away, your duty is to warn them in clear terms.
They do know the favours of God, and yet they deny them,
For most of them are not grateful.
Al Qur’an The Bees 16:77-83
Let them soon meditate on My Word, all those who set the price of the land, the price of iron and fire, the price of prayer, the laborer’s salary, the interest (rate) of money,
those who benefit from My Inheritance for them alone;
let them pay heed (to My Warning) before it is too late!
Have I ever set a price for My Salvation ?
Have I not given it to all men in return for efforts of penitence which is joy to pious men,
which is not heavier than the usurer’s worries,
which is lighter than the wealthy one’s and the mighty one’s yoke?
Along My Paths toward My Heights bees work hard for all men.
Why senselessly manufacture honey and wax in workshops?
At their foot My Almond trees spread their fruit; the partridge does not require payment for its meat, neither does the goat for its milk.
I make oil gush for (making) fire, I spread the earth’s surface with lead and copper for all men in return for efforts to collect and dress them.
Do I not give tile from clay in return for efforts to bake it?
Man Michel, man of My Design, from My high Abode I have called upon you to tell (men) where I am,
where I am not, (and) tell (men) that the one who shouts to Me, “Lord!”, will not be saved if he remains deaf to My Word, and the one who has forgotten Me will be warmed up in the blaze of My Glory if he follows My Word.
The Revelation of Arès 28/24-27
Looking around, we can see a multitude of things for which to be grateful. I just took a picture of what I was doing this afternoon. My mother would often use the left-over bit of pie dough saying she was going to make a little something with it. So now we call this a Little Something. It is pie dough rolled out as thin as possible, sprinkled with brown sugar, cinnamon, raisins, dotted with butter, rolled, curled and baked.
I would like to express my gratitude to all those who make things with their hands with love in their hearts and also teach others to do likewise.
For more entries on the theme of gratitude, go to Picture Perfect.
This morning’s sky as seen leaning just a bit out the bedroom Velux
To me, the best is to be home for Thanksgiving. The question is “where is home?” Two phrases come to mind: home is where the heart is and in my Father’s house are many mansions. So maybe my home just has some rooms that are kinda’ far apart since my heart is attached to wherever my family is, be it north, south, east or west. I just need some kind of space-time corridor as a hallway between these rooms.
Meanwhile, we will celebrate Thanksgiving on Saturday with a group of Franco-Americans.