Hello Risers!

Firstly, I want to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving! Apologies for missing Monday’s post; I’ve been a bit under the weather. As I rested, contemplating this Thanksgiving message, I couldn’t help but dive deeper into the essence of gratitude, especially after our discussions this month about its profound impact on mental and physical health.

Sure, I’m immensely grateful for each of you and your unwavering support over the years. But let’s not skim the surface; let’s plunge into the heart of the matter.

On this day, amidst the laughter and joy, there are running jokes that, though rooted in reality, sometimes overshadow the true meaning of Thanksgiving. It’s more than a feast; it’s a symbolic meal shared in gratitude for survival in a new land. A meal where the pilgrims and Native Americans ate what they had, whether or not there was turkey, is a point of contemplation.

Now, let’s talk about those jokes. There’s the one about the family member whose cooking skills are questionable. While we chuckle, it’s crucial to remember that someone, somewhere, would appreciate that unsavory meal simply because they have none. Your new coworker, your rarely-seen friend juggling multiple jobs, or a neighbor struggling to make ends meet—gratitude extends beyond taste buds.

Then there’s the wise elder with the lengthy blessings. This Thanksgiving, let’s be mindful and compassionate towards them. Their extended blessings might be a glimpse into a life filled with experiences and lessons. Let’s cherish our elders; their wisdom and presence won’t be here forever.

As I rested, I also found myself listening to a Spanish song that, although not directly related to gratitude, serves as a profound wake-up call on how we live our lives. Titled “Jesus is a Verb,” the song emphasizes that Jesus’s message transcends words in the Bible; it’s about love in action. The call is clear: our faith isn’t about buildings or words but about what resides in our souls and how it reflects in our behavior.

The song critiques charity organizations turning elitist, individuals living double lives, and leaders exploiting faith for personal gain. It underscores the idea that talk is cheap; action is what matters. It challenges us to embody the teachings rather than merely preach them.

The most poignant moment for me was when the singer urged us to stop dividing ourselves through faith, pointing out that there are more religions in this world than happy children. A striking realization! The song concludes with a powerful statement about those who lived Christlike lives—being verbs and not nouns—often facing persecution and rejection from society.

So, as we wrap up this year, let’s introspect. Are our expressions of gratitude mere words, or do they resonate in our actions? Are we content with what we have, or is the pursuit of more overshadowing our appreciation for the present? Are our desires fleeting, or do they contribute to something everlasting? In the minutiae of life, let’s not lose sight of the bigger picture.

Love you all, and once again, Happy Thanksgiving!