Thursday, November 24, 2011

Tears on Thanksgiving

Again I glance at an email that I received just this morning. At first I don't think too much about the "Happy Thanksgiving." Then I realize that Thanksgiving is not in the future any more--it's today.

My heart cries. . .

The separation is painful. . .

The memories that flood my mind are many and precious. And I realize that most, maybe all, of those Thanksgiving memories will never be repeated.

Oh, how I long to sit on the floor with those chubby little friends and build towns with wooden blocks. Just to put on a warm coat and boots and go for a walk on a rainy fall afternoon with those that are such a part of me.

Yet, I suppose that there never was another Thanksgiving that I was more thankful--for people.Of all the things God has seen fit to bestow on me in this earth, the most precious is the bond of friendship that I have shared with so many family members and friends.

The separation is painful, but now I see the gift that God gave to me in the lives of so many loving, dedicated friends.

Thank you, Father, for each person who has been such a wonderful part of my life. May they each continue to grow to be more like you so that someday we can unite to never part again.


  1. Feeling your pain....though in a different way. I just said goodbye to 7 of my friends...I don't know when I'll see them again....I can totally agree with you...this isn't all. I'm longing for heaven.

  2. @Kezzia: It isn't easy. But one thing I am learning is that God never allows pain and tears without promising a blessing so much greater.

  3. It's one of those blessings in disguise. :)

  4. Thanks for the post, Hannah. I appreciate it. I miss you so much. But indeed, missing is just a part of life here. I think it's part of the refining process that God allows us to experience. Thanksgiving in another land probably puts a different twist on the true meaning of the holiday. Thank you for sharing! (((Hugs)))