Unfortunately, this Thanksgiving Day greets a world so tumultuous that giving authentic thanks might seem a real burden upon the soul.
I will rise on Thanksgiving morning in my safe and warm home, not in a tent, or on a sidewalk, or picking my way through the rubble and debris of war. When I peek through my blinds, my neighborhood will still be there, peaceful and undefiled. No missile launches will streak the morning sky. No screaming sirens will warn of imminent danger.
