A Rock Feels No Pain

In despero , obscurum ; In Diligo , Lux lucis. (In despair, darkness; In Love, Light). -Me


Almighty God,

We give thanks to you for all the blessings you have given us in this life. We thank you for our family, those who are gathered together here, as well as those that are far away. We thank you for the abundant riches that you have given us, for warm homes and sufficient food, for clothes and friends and our community.

We ask that you bless this food, that we may take sustenance from it, to always seek your will for us, and keep us ever mindful of the needs of others, especially those less fortunate than we.

We pray this in the name of the Father, The Son, and the Holy Spirit.


This is the blessing I asked today, as we sat around our (too small) table. There were five of my clan, as Rob is spending Thanksgiving with a cousin in North Carolina; this is the first holiday we’ve ever spent where all six of us weren’t together, and that’s a strange, strange feeling.

In addition, we had one of Lynn’s brothers and his wife, and one of their kids- (the other is the cousin Rob is visiting). We had one of Lynn’s sisters, and her son and wife and their child. In all, we squashed 12 people around our table, sitting on extra chairs from the den, from the office, from the basement and from a bedroom.

We feasted, on turkey, squash, stuffing, potatoes, sweet potatoes, cranberry. We had salads, and beans, and pie, and more pie. There was coffee, there was milk, there was wine and sparkling water, there was laughter, and jokes and stories. We giggled, we roared, we raised a ruckus and we shouted. We hugged, we looked at hand-blown glass, we shared and we loved one another.

I looked around, and thought, “Who cares, that this year we’re a little cash-strapped. Who cares, that I’m not exactly sure how to replace the tires on the car. Who cares, that the den needs carpet and that I can’t repair the ceiling until my arm will work. Who cares, indeed.

We have a roof; we have enough to eat, and the kids’ are warmly dressed, and we’ll be able to fix the ceiling soon enough. I don’t need tires yet, I can’t drive anyway. We have so very much, compared to some people, who are struggling not with how to fix a car, but how to fix their shoes.

We have family, we have love, we have a fire in the fireplace, we have friends and we have each other, and we have God.”

We’re doing pretty damn good, if you ask me.

I hope all have a wonderful Thanksgiving, filled with peace and love.


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9 Responses

  1. I give thanks for my fireman friend who made sure my smoke alarm was working properly. So much to be thankful for. Amen, Brother.

  2. tam says:

    Happy Thanksgiving to you guys!! We do have a lot to be thankful for. Hope you are feeling much better!

  3. Melissa says:

    Couldn’t have said it better myself, Sailor. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.

  4. I really enjoyed this post! It made me look at everything at a different perspective. Not that I didn’t think of all those good things, but we had a little drama, and it was nice to know that all those things applied… We just didn’t see it. Happy Thanksgiving!

  5. Lil Bit says:

    What a beautiful post, D…
    In looking at, thinking about, and concentrating on things we don’t like or would like to change, we miss a lot of good things to be thankful for. Thanks for the reminder not to do that.
    Glad you had such a wonderful T’giving… and hope the remainder of your holidaze are just as joyous! =)

  6. Lil Bit says:

    ps. Did you speak with a dialect at the dinner table? lol 😉

  7. Dave says:

    Thanks, LilBit- and I hope yours are great as well. And yeah, tossed a little bit of dialect in, just for fun 🙂 LOL

  8. Lil Bit says:

    *Mr. Burns voice*
    exxxxxxxxxxxcellent! 😉

  9. Kate says:

    Wow! 😀
    Wish I was there at that meal. Every single thing you mentioned I like to eat. 😆

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