Rhythms

Yesterday we celebrated Thanksgiving. We enjoyed mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, sweet bread rolls, and pumpkin pie. The question is...why?

Why every last Thursday in November to we travel to each others houses and eat pumpkin pie and then often follow this large meal with football?

Who made the correlation of mashed potatoes and being thankful? Or football and pilgrims for that matter.

There are many history lessons I imagine one could teach in answering this question. But from the building blocks of history came traditions and cultures of today, sometimes changing form and meaning as time goes on.

We do these things because they are part of our annual rhythms. We know that after the last piece of pie is enjoyed, it's time to pick out the perfect Christmas tree. And there is comfort in these familiar rhythms. After Christmas comes spring with its new life and green trees and warm breezes. And then summer where we can enjoy Fourth of July picnics and trips to the lake. And then soon the cooler breezes will bring anticipation of fall leaves and the long anticipated pumpkin pie.

So here's to the these comforting rhythms and all the warm memories and new laughter they bring. As well as the blessing of each day and the many unexpected joys we receive along the way.

Happy Thanksgiving!