Thanksgiving, 2015

Thanksgiving, 2015 Sometimes it is difficult to write these blogs. Today is one of them. The problem is that Thanksgiving is supposed to be about gratitude. And many of us — the homeless or those faced with homelessness, the starving or hungry, and the lonely or alone– look at our own lives and feel despair. Too many looking at the world through their own eyes legitimately ask “what have I got to be grateful about?” Last week a close friend and I discussed whether he should commit suicide. My friend explained he couldn’t envision a future that he wanted; a world that would get better to a point where he could again experience the joy and passion, which he had long been known for. I mostly listened. I told him moods change. I suggested he keep a journal for a week and revisit the issue after that. The next morning I called a pastor friend and we prayed the depression which held him would be lifted. Thankfully, it worked. My friend continues to journal. Truth be told, a few days before this discussion I also struggled with similar thoughts. But I had trouble with the concept of taking my own life rather than those of the elites which had created the conditions of despair for most of the world’s peoples. It wasn’t so much that I was afraid to die. It was that I knew that my dying would only serve their evil goals and their conquest of our world would continue … Continue Reading