Although I do not get a break, did not fly out of state immediately after my British Literature class, and must continue through the week as if there was nothing to celebrate, I realized that even the thought of a holiday spent with family for Thanksgiving made me feel at ease.
Perhaps it's because my analysis is finished, or perhaps it is because I actually did well on a music history test. Who knows. In short, I welcome the thought of Thanksgiving. How often is it that we actually count our blessings and name them one by one? Some of the basic elements to be thankful for are parents, siblings (yes, even if they drive you crazy at times) the life lessons God is always teaching, and the word he so freely has given us.
Just think: If a friend wrote a book or letter to you as large or lengthy as the Bible, that would show some serious dedication. I have written letters, but none that match that length. God is all about dedication, and we can show him our dedication to him by thanking him for all the blessings he has given us, especially His word.
Count your blessings. If you can't name them one by one, make an effort to do so, for it is all too often those blessings will be far too numerous for any numerical system.
(Literary analysis will be posted within the next week.)