On my way to Dallas Fort Worth, we witnessed an incredibly horrific train wreck where a pick up truck trying to cross the tracks was slammed into at 60 miles an hour by a locomotive.
It took 600 yards for the train to stop. Once we got it to my sisters house I began googling the accident and a couple of hours later, I found out that the sole person in the truck actually survived and was carrying 10 hunting dogs that also survived -1.
I do tend to thank God for all the wonderful things in my life, but as I passed by that train and thought to myself there was no way anybody could have survived, I realize that true Thanksgiving is the belief that what we have in this life that we are thankful for is fleeting and can be taken from you in a moments notice. Isnt that really part of the true meaning of Thanksgiving?
Have a wonderful weekend of thanks my friends.
Shawn.....>< |