Food is one of the great unifiers. There is something about sitting down over a meal with someone else that breaks down barriers and helps us connect. The holidays are filled with great traditional meals that help to bring us together. Not one of these meals is more celebrated than Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving has become all about the meal. While other holidays and their traditions are being commercialized the Thanksgiving meal seems to be holding its own and even pushing back. Granted, football has always been a competition but even it seems to be paused or at leashed hushed for the value of a meal. Now the “door buster deals” are trying to steal the spotlight and for many are succeeding. However, the meal still holds something special for us. I can’t help but see the similarities of this meal and the communion we share every Sunday.
My Thanksgiving this year was in many ways like any other I have had and even very stereotypical. Lots of people of varying ages, lots of food, kids running around, game on the television, a turkey coma soon to follow. This year, however, had a twist. I had never met most of these people until that night but that night we were family.
