Our memories of the holidays span the range from spectacularly fabulous to horrifically awful. At least four weeks every year we are thrust into adding to our file of memories. Your file includes the year you:
The first Thanksgiving was one of the Pilgrims’ many responses to what they saw as God’s provision. The event took place in 1621 after a successful growing season. President Lincoln wove it into the fabric of American culture in 1863, declaring it a day of “Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens.”
In the quest for feeling settled, we can end up creating a mediocre life. When you ask yourself what you are “putting up with,” you run the risk of sending your life into the chaos of change. But never asking this question will leave you with a draining sense of being stuck.