Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday because it is truly about family and the focus on our blessings. This is my first Thanksgiving in prison – away from all that I love.
It is easy, in our too busy and hectic lives, to not consider our blessings daily. The focus of today, though, is only sharper when we are separated from our loved ones. I have witnessed broken families and marriages, the effects of substance abuse, loneliness, illiteracy, and the loss of all hope. The silence and solitude of my month in solitary confinement, and that during my nightly prayers, gave me the opportunity to hear and listen to the voice of God. In the silence, God spoke. It is within this context that I have had the time to reflect on my blessings and the love of my family.
So, I give much thanks to God for my family, friends and for my loving and dear wife, Christine. She has stepped forward to do things she should not have done on her own. Her love and support has been unfailing. I also give thanks for my health and the health of our family and friends; for my faith in God and the comfort He gives me, and the faith that I will be worthy of my suffering.
Like Job, my faith in God is deepened, and I trust God that He will amply restore, in abundance, all that was taken from me. I pray that we all become more than we are in the next year.