This is mostly a re-post of something I wrote six years ago on my old blog, polished up and expanded just a bit. Hope you enjoy it. . .
Over the years, the conviction has grown within me that gratitude is, on a very fundamental level, the most appropriate response we can make for pretty much everything in our lives. There is very little that we have in our lives that wasn't, ultimately, in one way or another, given to us by someone else.
Existence itself is a gratuitous gift, for which there is no appropriate response except gratitude. The Creator and Ruler of the Universe has called all things into being, and I myself, along with the rest of it. There is no fundamental reason why I should exist rather than not exist, and yet I do, through nothing that I did on my own initiative.
Most fundamentally, we owe gratitude to God, "in whom we live and move and have our being", and in whose Image and Likeness we are made. And in knowing whom and loving whom we find our purpose. "You have made us for yourself, and our hearts are restless until they rest in You."
On a more mundane level, we owe gratitude for our connections to other people - to our parents and grandparents; to our teachers, coaches, and mentors; to our brothers and sisters, our wives and husbands, and our friends, whose love and care make our lives rich and meaningful.
Love itself, and the earthy joys of bodily life; food, clothing, and shelter; music, truth and beauty; all the mundane, daily circumstances that, individually and collectively, bring joy to our lives. Even my Tigers, and my Spartans, most of the time.
Every one of us has his/her own set of things to be thankful for, and 'givers' to whom we owe thanks. On this day of Thanksgiving, I encourage all my friends in Blog-space (for whom and to whom I am also grateful) to pause, however briefly, and give some thought to what you're grateful for, and to whom. . .