Do you remember when every school in American had a Thanksgiving play? We had them in Kermit, Texas, where I lived in the 4th and 5th grades. This picture is from the Kermit Memories Facebook page. Isn’t it grand? It was taken around 1974 when a friend a little older than me was in 4th or 5th grade. All the kids in the picture are first-wave Gen-Xers donning pilgrim collars, pilgrim hats, and homemade headdresses. Back then, mothers and teachers alike went to great lengths to make wonderful costumes for school plays.
I try to fight the notion that the past is purer than the present, but looking at this picture, I can’t help but recognize how much faith has become segregated from daily life.
In 2008, my sweet mom made pilgrim costumes for Bridgy and Juliette, and an Indian costume for Sullivan. I’ve missed her a lot this Thanksgiving, but I miss her every day. Every day without her is hard. For the first time in my life, I understand why the holidays are so difficult for some people to get through. But, I’m comforted by the fact that my mom and dad are together in heaven with the Lord. I know they intercede for me, and I know that death as we know it was not the end of their story.
I hope this holiday season brings you many blessings and answers to your deepest prayers.