When late November looms and the air grows chill, even in the sunny South, I become more meditative. I am drawn to thankfulness.
Hubby Dear quickly reminded me that Meister Eckhart, a German theologian trained in Paris, wrote: “If the only prayer you said in your whole life was ‘thank you,’ that would suffice.” So this year I thought I’d invite folks to join me in contemplation of gratitude.