As our divided nation gives thanks today
(like we’ve done hundreds of times before)
it seems we’re even divided on what we should be thankful for…
And it saddens me to think how…to so much horrific behavior we’ve become numb…
and to see just how much of a divided not United…States we have become.
To help remind us as a nation…the kind of nation we were meant to be
let me turn your attention to part of a poem Emma Lazarus’s wrote in 1883
Her poem, The New Colossus, was so powerful it was etched on a plaque in 1903…
and placed inside the pedestal of our Statue of Liberty.
‘Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses
yearning to be free,
the wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me.
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.’
Now, more than ever, is the time to think about Emma’s words
and exactly what they meant…
and remind ourselves Emma Lazarus the author of the poem
was a woman…
she was Jewish
and an immigrant.
So I send a Happy Thanksgiving out to everyone…
every religion, every color…every LGBTQ+
every immigrant…and everyone who’s rich or poor….
and I hope and pray that next year…
we’ll all have so much more to be thankful for.