When I think back to how I do the exact same thing every year for Thanksgiving it really has changed every single year based on who is able to be there, where it takes place, what other foods we have, what time we gather and how long we stay. God has already made those choices for all of us. He has invited us to be at his house on earth for a certain length of time with certain people and the only thing he asks is that we love each other. No matter how frustrated we get, no matter how confused we are, no matter how long we get to be with somebody, the only thing that matters is that we love each other. And even through death that love doesn't go away. The love just changes.
When Steve and I first started dating I told him that Thanksgiving was the holiday I wanted to spend with my family over any other holiday. He and his family started coming to my family's house and joining in the traditions we had. Over the years we've had many different people at that table. Some people have only come for one. Only my mom has been there every single year of my life.
Lots of major life decisions have been shared at Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is when we shared that we were going to have her second son because of how much family was there that year.
I don't know how many more thanksgivings I will get to celebrate and who will be at those celebrations but I do know that God has a plan. He knows. I need to remember to love, to have faith that everything is as it should be and have the hope that the love I'm giving and receiving is what it's meant to be.
Scripture says that of faith, hope and love the greatest of these is love.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13:7