Yet there is a bright glimmer of hope. The hope we see in a child's face, a child's voice, a child's laugh...
All I need to do is to look at photos or just reflect upon my Grandchildren and there is the reason to live and to press triumphantly on. Thier's is a world full of hope, wonder, enjoyment and life. All despair fades quickly as I see the opportunities, the potential, and the pure enjoyment of life in each child. This is what Thanksgiving is all about. Recognizing that in spite of all the adverse effects and events in the world. All life's meaning is expressed in a child. Friends, family, love, joy, and life is ours to behold if we can just capture a few moments of this experience purity from a child. Put aside all the distractions, worries, and thoughts just to sit and enjoy being with a grandchild, a child, spouse, or a friend. Just being together.
I look at my wife of thirty nine years and all the hard times, heartaches, and tragedies that we have suffered together yet I also see all the beautiful times that we have shared. The experience of living as one. Husband and wife. As much as I live for my grandchildren, I could not go on without my wife. She is my life. So precious to me that I always think in the plural. How would we do this, what would we do, where should we go. Everything is Tom and Becky. Never can we be separated. I am hers forever. So as many things that I am blessed with this Thanksgiving they all pale in comparison to the gift God allowed me while I was lost and sixteen. This love overcomes all, sustains, and nurtures my life.
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