Coming Home

Last night, Sunday, I was out with Jessie and I noticed the skies every direction I looked.

We often see jet contrails in the evening sky, but last night was exceptional. I suspect it’s people trying to get home after their Thanksgiving holiday.

Delayed Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day turned out to be a little different than I expected.

Leah was sick so Wade Daniel and I stayed with her while Betty, Marie and Juliet went over to Marie’s parents for a Thanksgiving dinner.

Wade Daniel stayed to tend to Leah and I stayed to help with the dogs, Luna and Jessie. After a couple of days I have my thoughts together as to what I’m thankful for this year.

Most of all I’m thankful that God pursued me for 39 years and didn’t give up on me. Deciding to accept Jesus as my Savior and Lord in 1984 has made a tremendous difference in my life. No matter my circumstances, I have a purpose in my life and the comfort of knowing that my eternal destiny is sure.

Second, I’m thankful for the wonderful family of which I am just a small part. Both close and extended family mean a lot when Betty and I hear stories of how difficult some family relationships are for some.

Third, I’m thankful for my church family. They have become almost as close in many ways as my ‘real’ family.

Fourth, I’m thankful for our Golden Retriever, Jessie, being a part of our lives. She helps me to be more active through our walks. She gives unconditional love even when we don’t deserve it. And she makes us laugh.

Finally, I’m thankful I was born into and live in America. It’s not perfect, but I don’t know how anyone can ‘hate’ this country. Having traveled the world in the Navy, I saw several places where the government controlled most everything in people’s lives. Haiti is a good example. In those places, the elite enjoy lives of plenty while the general population struggles daily. I saw supposed grocery stores where there was little on the shelves. They would be astounded at all the choices we have in our lives when they have so few, if any, choices. America may not be perfect, but it is still great. It is a land of opportunity and freedom and I thank God for it every day. My prayer is we will be courageous enough to stand for our country and even fight for what it stands for if necessary.

So, that’s my delayed Thanksgivings. Now, I need to walk Jessie.

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