Four million people headed out of LA for the Thanksgiving weekend break, I am told. Four million. Nearly the whole population of Scotland, on the freeways in the Southland.
It took three hours to go thirty five miles.
It's hard to visualise this. We are about to drive thirty miles to my cousin's son's place to share the Thanksgiving feast, so I guess I am grateful that four million have left town, as google maps reports traffic is light right now on the freeways. Well we will see.
Everybody's busy. Everyone is moving, stressed and anxious. The newspapers announce thousands of Black Friday bargains and more people grab a MacDonalds and head for the shops, forgoing a turkey feast with those they love.
It's a crazy time in which we live. Thanksgiving, of all days, should be a day for enjoying one another, enjoying good food, enjoying sharing our reasons for gratitude, of which there are many for most of us.
I remember how humbled I was years ago when AIDS orphans from Uganda were visiting our church. As we gathered to share prayers of thanks spontaneously and corporately, it was hard to get a chance to pray because these beautiful young people were enthusiastically thanking God for the air they breathe, for the sun in the sky, for the food on the table. These were kids who had nothing.
Gratitude isn't limited by what we do or don't have. It's an attitude.
Happy Thanksgiving. Xxx
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