By Mo Breden
According to the History channel, in 1621, the Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies. For more than two centuries, days of thanksgiving were celebrated by individual colonies and states. It wasn’t until 1863, in the midst of the Civil War, that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November. And so here we are observing our national day of Thanksgiving. If you are running to Kmart at 7:00 am, you and I don’t have much in common. I love this holiday and I want it to remain about spirituality and family coming together at the dinner table not about uncontrollable consumerism.
For many years when I hosted Thanksgiving I subjected my family to a reading of The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, I recommend you take a look at it now and again when you have doubts about your fellow countrymen and lose your faith in our system. I always got choked up at the last verse, it reads:
So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,—
A cry of defiance and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door
And a word that shall echo forevermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.
The verse speaks so clearly and loudly to me, the power of the American people, the spirit that is engrained within each of each by those who have come before us. We may seem complacent, we may seem lazy, we may at times seem lost completely, but then we waken, we know the message, we know the power handed down to us, to do the right thing and we act, we act when others cower, we are not perfect, we broadcast our own mistakes worldwide today, but we are blessed with that message from cradle to grave. Please think about it, and take some time to read that poem to your family and friends.
So, without further adieu, here are a few of the people and things I am grateful for. I have much more than this, but am only listing those that jump out at me daily.
Please, please add your list in the comments section, I want to know, what you are giving thanks for on this Thanksgiving Day 2013.
- My spirituality, my sense of humor and my love of life.
- My family and friends.
- My country and the abundance with which, we as Americans have been blessed.
- My lane mates and a Coach, who runs up and down the pool deck encouraging me to swim faster. (This always amazes me, when he does it)
- That today I am able to watch my own reflection walking toward a glass door and not cringe.
- My independence.
Ok, your turn!!!
Thanks for stopping by to read my post; I hope to see ya’s next week, for Life with Mo. Happy Thanksgiving, every one of you!!!