![]() ![]() ![]() The banks are closed, school is out, businesses are closed, and all attention is turned to the dining room table (and, to a lesser extent, the football field and the parade route in NYC). Thanksgiving is the one day of the year where life stops for the sole purpose of gratitude. But for Christians, there is an opportunity for a bit of rehabilitation and reconciliation for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is not unlike other Federal Holidays (ahem…Columbus Day), in that it is accompanied by a certain saccharine nostalgia that works as a thin veil over blatant colonialism, racism, and oppression. I must admit, it was the first time I had ever even thought about going to church on Thanksgiving. My brother, who was also home from college, and I decided to attend. ![]() But enough about me…Ībout fifteen years ago, I was home from my first year of seminary, and the Episcopal church in my hometown was hosting a brief morning Eucharist to observe Thanksgiving Day (in The Episcopal Church, Thanksgiving Day is considered a “major feast”). I, along with many of our authors, am entering a different season of ministry, where new priorities are requiring my focus and energy. Although the blog will remain published (at least for now), this essay will be the blog’s last. As with everything in life, however, new seasons bring new changes. If I may take such a moment of personal privilege, it has been a delight and an honor to work on this project in these past years. Since 2016, this blog has published more than 360 essays by dozens of Millennial scholars, preachers, teachers, and lay leaders from across the Church and across the world. ![]()
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