Happy Thanksgiving!

Many blessings on each of you who visit and read these posts.  I am honored!  As I grow older, the years seem to pass by ever faster.  The Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays are upon us once again.  This year was the first time since 2011 that I haven't spent the holiday with family, or at least the one related by blood.  Thankfully one of the A.A. groups I frequent was hosting a big shindig, and I joyfully attended with this other "family" of sorts.  There was more food than any of us knew what to do with, and, surprisingly, we had a fairly good turnout considering the Covid mess is still ongoing.  Of course there were a few faces I recognized, as well as quite a few whom I didn't.  Never one to pass on an opportunity to meet someone new, I quickly made the rounds introducing myself.  The fellowship was sweet as we caught up with what has been going on in each of our lives.  Not only on Thanksgiving but also throughout the year, I constantly try to remain in gratitude for the many blessings bestowed upon me by Abba Father.  The important part is not taking them for granted or treating them lightly.  When I do, my perception turns God into a genie in a bottle who grants what I want whenever I'm acting like a spoiled brat.  Gratitude keeps me from turning bitter about what I don't have or seem to think I need.  Honestly, I enjoy living simply and not gettting sucked into the rat race of materialism that is so prevelant in today's culture.  My provision and sustenance comes from God.  He is the Lover of my Soul and knows far better what I need better than I do.  In closing, I would like to express a few items I am extremely grateful for...  First, I am thankful for the vibrant relationship I have with Jesus, who makes everything else possible.  Then I am grateful for family and friends who have stuck by me when I was at my worst.  I am very blessed with a great place to live, public transportation, and many hobbies...all of which make life worth living.  Whether I am living plentifully or only have enough "manna" for today, Jesus is the One who makes life really worth it all.  If you don't know Him, He wants to be found.  May all your days be one of thanksgiving!

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