Should I apply for the job? Take the trip now or later? Is my choice of locations a good one? I wonder the best course of action. I observe myself delay decisions, wondering if a particular life-choice is "what God intends" for me. Sometimes, I drive myself nuts with delays while I'm trying to figure out which path is the right one, which is aligned with God, which is the best for all concerned, yadda, yadda, ad nausea. I've even felt obstructed and, in the worst case, mentally crippled in proceeding in life. As Thanksgiving is approaching so quickly, Holy Spirit answered this in such a succinct way that it's just too good not to share. I'll cut right to the chase here, not wasting time with my particular story. I'm sure you all have your own to which this can apply.

I began my meditation, again asking the sorry old question of God what I should do in this situation. The sensual experience brought an immediate smile to me, so appropriate with Thanksgiving season. Though it was quite wonderful, I didn't understand what the buffet table I saw before me had to do with my question.

It was twelve-feet long, and filled with every delight imaginable. There were golden turkeys, ham and roast beef. Delectable fruit, perfectly ripened, and tall carafs of frosty milk and juices. There were Kalamata olives with Gorgonzola cheese and assorted crackers and steaming breads with wine. Mounds of perfectly steamed rice, mashed potatoes with smooth golden gravy. Every kind of food imaginable was presented at God's buffet table. I was offered it all. There was a provision, however -- Rules of God's buffet table. I must be grateful. As I turned in my meditative state to thank God, I was cut short. I was told that I misunderstood. There's one form that God wanted my gratitude to take: It was that I was to be joyful. And in my joy, share it with others. It didn't matter that I had the turkey instead of the ham, the roast beef instead of roast duck. Cranberries were fine if I preferred them over blanched pears. There are no wrong choices at God's table! God doesn't care what I choose. God cares how I choose it. I'm asked to leave my greed and selfishness at the door upon entering this room. I'm asked to BE grateful, not voice it. The way to be grateful is by being delighted in life in whatever path I take, joyful with whomever joins me along the way, and by participating fully. In will indulge this Thanksgiving and, by all means, I will en-joy!