Thanksgiving in a strange place

Last Thanksgiving’s post, with my feeling about the meaning of the holiday.

Last Thanksgiving’s video. Very literalist. I like grammar.

This is a strange place. And I pretty much never ever guessed I’d be spending Thanksgiving in this particular city, but there’s a lot to be thankful for, this year. Exit from bondage. My parents are both still with us. An expected job offer that turned out to have created a place of healing for me that I couldn’t have imagined. Revelations about what G-d wants for me. Rediscovery of a forgotten capacity to act and create. Joy.

So here’s this Thanksgiving’s video. It was somewhat inspired by jazzbaby1’s comment that there’s only one song to play for Thanksgiving. It’s a bit, cryptic, I suppose, especially the first part, if you don’t know the original words to the tune, but if you do, like probably every U.S. school child, you might find it a bit funny. And there are words in the second part of the video. Nothing special, and ymmv if you don’t get the puns or allusions. In sum, just my weird sense of humor and my love for the creations of Richard Armitage: especially “lover” and “fighter.”

I’m not sure if this city, which seems so strange, is my “place just right,” but I’m “turning, turning,” again, and so grateful.

Best wishes to all who celebrate the holiday. I join you all in giving thanks for the myriad gifts and surprise of the last year, in praying for blessings and joy for the coming one, and in seeking to do more to serve my neighbors as the opportunity presents itself. May all who are hungry be fed; may all who are lonely find friends.

~ by Servetus on November 24, 2011.