Tonight I am thankful for food and warm housing. It is no small amazement to pass the winter by in comfort. When I read about the winters that the pioneers endured, or of the western migration of the Donner party, who faced months of cold, death, and starvation while trapped in the snow-blown Sierra Nevada treachery, I am stunned by how much the human can suffer.
People never want their suffering to be in vain. There is so much human suffering in the world, and so little, it seems, any one person can actually do about it. I feel strongly that one thing we can be, however, is thankful in life for the gifts that we have. It doesn’t change the terrible things to be endured in this world, but it helps to know that even the long winters do have an end.