Dear Holy Covenant Community,
I, like perhaps many of you, have Thanksgiving on my mind. Todd and I (and our dog, Ellie) travel home this Wednesday, anticipating family stories and board games, turkey and tomato pudding (yes, tomato pudding… I promise it is delicious), and Christmas decorating and movies. I love these traditions, as I am sure you love yours.
And yet, in my anticipation, I am also hesitant. For, like many families, love and wounds coexist. For it is true that no matter how beautifully the table is set, the same people gather ’round. Or they do not, and we are reminded and newly grieved of the loss of loved ones – through divorce or distance or death – who sat with us just a year ago.
I used to sort of weigh these dynamics in my head, so as to label a gathering “difficult” or “joyful” or “pretty good.” But I think the truth is community – whether one of our choosing or not – is never just one thing. Inevitably, the sorrow and the joy of life, the awkward and the lovely, joins us at the table. Our call, as Christians, is to offer love, to act in faith, and to hold out hope. And on all days, but certainly this day, to abound in thanksgiving (Col. 2:7).
In gratitude,
Anne Williamson, Parish Intern