One week ago, this very day
we gathered all the little turkeys together,
and cooked and talked and laughed…
and played and ate…
It was a glorious day–but then, my camera died so I had to gather all these pictures from random strangers and small woodland creatures. And now…a week later, when all the leftovers are finally gone,
I can actually prove that the day happened—in the first place.
Seemed important somehow.
Thanks for humoring me.
“This Sabbath day has been designated as a day of thanksgiving, a day of gratitude—even a day of prayer. We pause, we ponder, we reflect on the blessings an all-wise Heavenly Father has bestowed upon us, His children, by bringing peace to the battlefield of war and comfort to the hearts of so many in this wonderful world where we live and which we call home”
Thomas S. Monson
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.