I deliberately chose to wait until after Thanksgiving Day to write this article. I do think Thanksgiving is a wonderful holiday; we, as a country, should focus on the blessings we have and remind ourselves to be grateful for them. The Left is trying to destroy this day of commemoration and joy, but then, even a causal glance shows us that the Left destroys, or tries to, every good and decent thing. They know not how to build, they only know how to tear down the good.
But let’s leave Leftist scum aside for a few moments. I think Thanksgiving Day is a needed holiday, but I want to remind us that we should be thankful EVERY day. We know that. Let’s not forget it.
Here are a few simple things I am thankful for.
1. I am thankful for a God in heaven Who showers us with blessings. I don’t understand why God does everything He does, or doesn’t do some things He doesn’t do. He is infinite and eternal, I am finite and mortal. My knowledge compared to His is as a grain of sand in the entire universe, so, no, I don’t comprehend all His works. He doesn’t always do what I want Him to do, but then, I don’t always do what He wants me to do, either, and He does a whole lot more for me than I do for Him. He has His ways, His purposes, His will. Most of my life is pretty good; there are a few bumps along the way, but generally, those help me build character and strength, which are things I require, too. He knows what He is doing even if I don’t.
I guess—frankly, I really don’t know because I have been living overseas—that “God Bless America” is still sung at some sporting events in America. That’s nice. But we need a new theme—“America, Bless God.” He certainly has blessed us, every day. What are we doing for Him? Thank you, God. You are a whole lot better to me than I am to You and than what I deserve. Forgive me when I spit in Your face.
2. I am thankful for parents who didn’t abort me or mutilate me when I was a child. I had a good father and a good mother; they are, sadly, both gone now, but I have fond memories of them. No, they weren’t perfect, but they were wonderful. Especially as a child, I trusted them, and they always provided for me. Even after I grew up and left home, they helped me often. They were ALWAYS there for me, and I weep for children today who don’t have such a home. My parents gave me life. They taught me I was a boy (male), and I never even dreamed that I might be female. I played with girls when I was growing up, but my parents didn’t interpret that as, “oh, Mark must be a girl. Let’s put a dress on him.” My parents were decent, God-fearing, hard-working, common-sense people and I thank that God above every day that I had parents like that. As I recently penned, the greatest crime in American history is the Left’s current attempted destruction of the nuclear family. That is heinous to unfathomable degrees. The Leftist mutants who are mutilating children are sub-human psychopaths. The women who murder their unborn babies are the most selfish people in the world, committing the ultimate act of selfishness. They want to have their hedonistic indulgence, then not accept any consequences for that indulgence, thus depriving another, totally innocent, human being of what the mother herself enjoys—life. I wonder how many people who believe in abortion wish their parents had aborted them. What disgusting, self-centered, degenerates they are. A woman makes her “choice” when she spreads her legs; and she never gives her unborn baby any “choice” as to whether it wants to live or not. Pro-abortionists are despicable human sewage.
I am thankful my parent chose sacrifice and life rather than selfishness and death. Thanks, dad and mom. I still love you and I certainly miss you.
3. I’m thankful for America. Just like my parents weren’t perfect, neither is my country. But that imperfect America still provided me the freedom to be what I wanted to be, when I was responsible enough to work hard for it, and didn’t make excuses or blame somebody else for my failures. America educated me, gave me several jobs, provided me with the opportunity to get necessary food, clothing, and shelter, along with delivering many luxuries that most people in human history could never ever have dreamed about. America entertained me with baseball, football, basketball, good television shows and movies to watch—a host of things that, again, most humans never enjoyed or could have imagined. America is a capitalist country that allowed all of the above, and more, things that even her poorest citizens have been able to delight in. There is a caveat to that point, however. The materialism produced by capitalism has led Americans to a pleasure-oriented life that has destroyed spirituality and caused them to cease being…thankful…to the God and our forefathers who made it all possible. Too many of us have grown fat, lazy, selfish, and hedonistic. That’s not good, and unscrupulous leaders are taking advantage of it. But overall, the America I lived in still exists in many areas of the country, and is something I am thankful for. Thank you, America. You are still the best. We will try to save you so that future generations can enjoy the above things as well.
There are just three things for which I am thankful. If I listed everything I am thankful for, it would be a book never-ending. I try to be thankful for these things every day, not just once a year. A little more thanksgiving, and a little less selfishness, among our people might help America overcome some of her problems.
God Bless America! America, Bless God!
