I was reading the Wall Street Journal today and many articles had a grateful focus.  Some talked of the pilgrims and why they came, some talked of the hard past year we’ve had as a country and that we survived.  But one quote from an article by Peggy Noonan brought me up short and made me think hard about what I’m really grateful for this Thanksgiving.

A friend who emigrated from Nicaragua 21 years ago and lives now in New York knew right away what she was thankful for: her still-new country. “I’m mainly grateful that I could raise my son in freedom. I could vote for the first time in my life. I could express my opinions without being shot on the spot, jailed, or exiled like my grandfather. I could sleep through the night without fearing for my life. I could work and buy food without rationing.”

How incredibly blessed we are to live in America.  There are  people who call themselves Americans that think America is evil and wrong.  But those people are taking for granted the simple blessings they should be grateful for.  The blessings that people the world over would give anything to have.  Think hard tomorrow as you eat your turkey and stuffing.  Don’t ever ever forget how blessed you are to live here.