Every moment I am thankful to Allah (God), the exalted, for every thing I am blessed with in life.
In different cultures, people celebrate Thanksgiving in different ways and on different days. Last year, I wished one of my American friends on the eve and she sent me her post titled Reflection, a Blue Sky Thanksgviving. Here is the post to mark he occasion: Thank you Liz for writing this.
If I could reflect back every blue sky that every someone has given me, It would be priceless. It would be a crystal lake that is a mirror of the good things in humanity. I’d be a liquid filled with gratitude and compassion. It would go deep with forgiveness and a lasting sense of faith in people. I have faith in you always.
If I could reflect the joy that has come to me, It would be one shining, peaceful oasis in a noisy cluttered world. It would offer anyone, everyone a place of safety, solace, silence, some little bit of certainty that God is in his heaven and the angels still watch over us. Angels are everywhere. They are watching really.
If I could reflect, project my feelings to those I love, using words I care about. I would tell them of their genius, of their mighty uniqueness. I would write their essence into history. They would live forever. Your mark is on the universe. Your love has left its mark on me. That is the size and depth of my gratitude. That is the fuel that fires my soul. That is my reflection, a blue sky thanksgiving for the people in my life.
Have you counted your blessings?