After several years of disruptions to our family gatherings caused by covid and other illness, we finally were able to gather on Thursday to celebrate Thanksgiving. Sixteen of our eighteen family members were there. My middle son and his wife were absent because he just had hip replacement surgery on Monday and wasn't allowed to travel.
We had a great time of sharing what is happening now and remembering times from the past. God has been so good to us as a family and we have so much to thank Him for.
We also welcomed our first greatgrandchild, thirteen month-old Malachi. Since he lives near Boston it was a special opportunity to get to know him. Lord willing we will be together once again on Christmas Eve, another family tradition.
The day had many special times, but one really touched my heart. It has been a family tradition for many generations to sing our prayer before we eat. The harmony was special but this time the words and the tradition meant more to me than ever.
As we sang, I realized how unique this opportunity really was. I was touched by the knowledge of how true the words were to all of us in attendance. And I realized that this might never happen again here on this earth. I thought of particular relatives with whom I had sung this in previous years. Precious memories! I hope for the Lord's soon return.
Here are the words and message of this traditional meal time prayer:
We thank thee Lord for this our food,
God is love, God is love.
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