God, I’m sitting with the fact that all holidays are complicated. Thanksgiving is the worst–because let’s be honest, the next one is always the worst one.
We try to remember to give thanks in a country where taking, enslaving and abusing people, land and…well everything is a part of our DNA.
And then there are the complications of not seeing family this year. And perhaps for some people, it’s emotionally safer to not see their family. Queer people who are rejected, disabled people who are forced to pass, victims of abuse or neglect trying to build bridges in a broken system.
So I’m praying for this complicated holiday, where everyone gets to feel especially lonely this year.
Teach us thanksgiving,
The Thanks part, and the giving part too.
Help us to find ways to safely connect and support one another. Help us to find the moments of security in this turbulent times.
But also, let us give ourselves permission for these holidays to be complicated.
Let us take them as they are, and struggle to acknowledge who and where we are this year.
This I pray in the name of the Holy Comforter, the Holy Spirit.
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