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November 27, 2013

The right side of the church from the balcony

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day, but my favorite part of Thanksgiving comes the night before.

My church has a gratitude service, where we pray a little, sing a little, listen a little. Then the parishioners are invited to stand up (before God and everyone!) to say a few words about what they are thankful for.

It gets me every time. Our thanks are so much the same and so different. People give thanks for things that you would expect – a husband coming through cancer treatment, a new baby – and things you wouldn’t – unexpected blessings and lessons wrought through loss and illness.

It’s good, to stand up front and declare what deserves thanks. It feels right to be part of this community of thanks-givers, of noticers. Being among them helps me notice, too.

  1. November 28, 2013 02:03

    Excuse the icky-mushiness, but I am thankful you are my friend.

    • November 28, 2013 06:48

      Back at you. During the service, I said “I’m glad to be surrounded by such smart, funny people,” so you’re definitely covered in that group.

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