Happy Thanksgiving to all of you! This week, I wanted to include a meditation, written by Brian Nelson:

When many [people] return to their families for Thanksgiving they are shocked by the changed landscape. The trees are grey, barren, stark. In our memories of cherished places, we tend to picture them at their best, rich with the colors and smells of other seasons.

But those elms and maples, so naked against the November sky, don’t apologize. Bereft of their colors, their spines stand straight, uncompromising, even proud.

As you enter winters in your own life, there is no need to hide. You may have left some of the color of your youth, but take pride in your strength, your patience, and your ability to endure.

In faith,
Rev. Scott