11 Now on his way to Jerusalem, Jesus traveled along the border between Samaria and Galilee. 12 As he was going into a village, ten men who had leprosy[b] met him. They stood at a distance 13 and called out in a loud voice, “Jesus, Master, have pity on us!”
14 When he saw them, he said, “Go, show yourselves to the priests.” And as they went, they were cleansed.
15 One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. 16 He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him—and he was a Samaritan.
17 Jesus asked, “Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine? 18 Has no one returned to give praise to God except this foreigner?” 19 Then he said to him,“Rise and go; your faith has made you well.” (Luke 17: 11–19)
Well, at least today we should be openly thankful. It is culturally acceptable and all that.
My plans are simple. I will read in bed for awhile
before engaging in parade watching while drinking a mimosa by myself and toasting my daughters who are celebrating elsewhere. Do mimosas go with donuts?
Later in the day the OM and I will travel over the river and through the woods to the boy’s house where daughter #3 is serving dinner,
after which we will indulge in our traditional Thanksgiving entertainment, watching that flyover favorite, Planes, Trains and Automobiles (1986).
So count your blessings today and every day and