When I was in high school, I was responsible to deliver the morning announcements over the intercom system. This seemed to be an awesome responsibility at the time, and I reveled in that my voice boomed the vital pronoucements such as upcoming student council meetings and permission slip due dates. The day before Thanksgiving my senior year, the principal of my public school slipped me a folded piece of paper, and said, "Read this today. If anyone asks, it was your idea, and I knew nothing about it." I thought it odd, but threw it in the pile of papers, and began reading. When I got to the folded paper, I read it in my head, then to the school. It said,
We gather together to ask the Lord’s blessing;
He chastens and hastens his will to make known;
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing;
Sing praises to his name; he forgets not his own.
Indeed, we gather together today to ask the Lord's blessing, and to offer our gratitude for all that we treasure in our lives. Let us remeber also those who go without today. Happy Thanksgiving.