Don’t you see that this the perfect way to destroy the family tradition of gathering together to have an actual Thanksgiving Day. Let’s put retail first, stores first, shopping first and get a jump on Christmas—is this the level that we have taken our society to in these times?
You shall sow your fields for six years, and prune your vineyards for six years, and then cease to go to them; and in the seventh year there shall be a Rest of Rests for the land to EVER-LIVING. You shall not sow your fields, nor prune your vineyards. You shall not reap the self-grown harvest, not cut off the bunches from your vine. It is a Rest of Rests for the earth.
As I held him, rocking on the porch and looking out at our pond, his eyes were as big as “the moon in Jupiter” looking about and noticing the leaves dropping, birds singing and flying, a lizard crawling about on the flowers, touching the bench we were sitting in, and gazing at me with a big, beautiful smile.