Thanksgiving is traditionally a time when families sit around their dinner tables and say thank you for all of the blessings they have been given. In my family, the things most frequently mentioned are food, a roof over our heads, family, friends, and of course Jesus Christ. I would never say that I don’t like Thanksgiving, but to be honest, as I’ve gotten older, it doesn’t seem to leave me with that warm fireside feeling it used to. It’s pretty ironic considering it’s the one day a year when I’m most aware of all the things I am fortunate enough to have. However, it’s also the one day a year when I realize that I’m not thankful enough during the other 364 days. It hit me as I sat down to write this that I am statistically one of the more fortunate people on this earth. I have clean water, I have shoes to protect my feet from the cold ground in the winter time. I have an education. I live in a place where the law doesn’t discriminate against me for the color of my skin, or my gender. I can worship my God freely. To some people around the world, these things are priceless luxuries. So, I simply want to leave a reminder. a simple reminder that every day is not only a chance to give thanks, but also an opportunity to use the multitude of gifts that we have so undeservedly received from Christ Jesus, for His glory.