One Year Ago . . .

Road through forest. . . we were visiting relatives in North Carolina at the request of our son Gideon, experiencing wonderful hospitality from my husband Jim’s aunt, uncle, and cousins.  See the post I wrote on Thanksgiving Day, showing Gideon still almost bald from chemo, still wearing his back braces.  It’s always good to reflect back about the past year on big holidays, I think, because we usually have clear memories of that day.  So-called ordinary days tend to blur together, but holidays stand out.  What was going on in your life last Thanksgiving?  I think we will take some time tomorrow to share memories of how our lives have changed and progressed this year.  Emphasizing the year as a whole may keep us from falling into cliches.  How far have we come?  Where do we hope to be at this time next year?

So, as I head off to the grocery store (since I’ve really procrastinated about shopping for tomorrow’s meal, and no, I’m not serving a great big turkey that won’t have time to defrost), I want to deliberately think about all the ways God has worked in our lives this year.  And to appreciate what He’s doing right now.  Tomorrow as we gather I want to be truly present, not stressed and harried about the meal or the cleanup afterwards.  What about you?  How will you deliberately cultivate thankfulness about the past year?

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