Fall is here... the leaves are dropping from the trees, and the conclusion of another year is upon us. Thanksgiving will soon arrive with the joys of recognized bounty and giving; and no recognition will take place from other family members of this joyful gift.
I find it disturbing and perplexing that I could spend seven years of my life raising two granddaughters of theirs in my home... not of my bloodline, not of my loins, and not once did I complain. This act on my part is something that causes me to question their ability to give and love.
As we approach Thanksgiving let it be known that we give thanks to a God who takes care of even the smallest sparrow... but will one day pass judgement on those who ignore his gifts.