Take Me Home

Christmas is the season to be 'Jolly'. Thanksgiving is the season of 'Gratitude'. Also, Thanksgiving is a season of beauty, And every facet of its scenery explodes Every fiber of my sensory soul. Whether By plane, train, or roadway, we always find our way home. Before we ever gaze upon Thanksgiving At the dinner table, we are forced to behold the rush to reach out and touch everything 'Family'. Like no other time of the year, the Thanksgiving Season overwhelms, pauses, and embraces me. My eyes stare at its incredible beauty. My nostrils inhale its captivating fragrances. My ears are filled with the pleasing sounds of love and affection echoing through the lips of family members gathered for more than feasting. It's a place, a sacred place, a God given sancturary filled with emotions Felt no where else on earth. The succulent tastes are much more far-reaching, bypassing the physical consumption of great foods. How great the gathering and the goodness of families are! Hugs and kisses. The warmth of each embrace. "Oh, how I have missed you, and It is so good to see you again". So, this Thanksgiving, like none before, allow yourselves to be Satiated and permeated with God's precious gift of family. Happy Thanksgiving. 112324PS