The pilgrims were brave and had stout hearts. They were not perfect people but neither are we. They had that human desire to break free of the religious confines.
Like many of us, the pilgrims wanted to serve God with pure motives and unfettered hearts, not scripted by the formal rules of Church and State. It was a difficult undertaking.
Any group, whether religious or otherwise, will have its rules and parameters. The pilgrims were not exempt. Communal living and shared religious belief bound them tight.
The community had to work together for it to survive its first winter. The humanity of the human was tested, severely challenged when pitted against the elements and conditions.
Many would die. They ran out of provisions, shelter was limited, the winter, harsh. Some ate boiled leather book covers in desperation for food. Their faith was tested, doubts surely surfaced.
But the pilgrims persevered on, still believing in the providence of a holy, Almighty God. The One, Who they believed had brought them to this new world so different than their cultural roots.
People have been assimilating in this “new land” ever since. It is significant that the very first Thanksgiving feast was of two races and two cultures both giving thanks to Divine Providence.
I appreciate an attitude that gives respect to God for the goodness we get from the land and His abundant provision, and I appreciate caring people who share from out of their blessings by blessing others.
There are many displaced people in our world today. They will persevere, and they will find the courage and fortitude they need. May they seek God on their journey and may we be compassionate.
~Have a lovely Thanksgiving Day~