Ditto
Published November 21st, 2007 in Uncategorized.Last year I found the poem my G’daddy loved to read every Thanksgiving in place of the standard “Come Lord Jesus our guest to be… “
Now, I’m not so religious, but R.L. Stevenson goes there, and then gets to the rest of the pretty stuff in just the right amount of time for me. Keeps it nice and simple. Anyway, I’m still thankful for all the same things last year, all the things mentioned in this poem so perfectly, and that my brother will be here with us too. And this Thanksgiving I’ll mostly be thinking about my neighbor Jackie who has just lost her husband. He was a very young 53.
An Evening Family Prayer
Lord, behold our family here assembled.
We thank you for this place in which we dwell,
for the love that unites us,
for the peace accorded to us this day,
for the hope with which we expect the morrow;
for the health, the work,
the food and the bright skies
that make our lives delightful;
for our friends in all parts of the earth. Amen.
— Robert Louis Stevenson
Amen to that, poor Jackie.
One of the things I’m thankful for is that you and Daniel are our neighbors. Come by if you’d like tomorrow evening and hang out for drinks (and more turkey). We might not have heat, but we’ll have movies and cozy times.