Thanksgiving: Just Another Day in Paradise

I went for a walk this morning in our neighborhood. As I left our apartment, I had to get off the sidewalk because three homeless men were hanging out and there was no room to pass. I then crossed the street over to the harbor. “Oceans” began playing through my earbuds, and while I watched the waves crash against the rocks these words blasted in my ears:

🎶You call me out upon the waters
The great unknown where feet may fail
And there I find You in the mystery
In oceans deep my faith will stand🎶

Just as those words were sung I saw a couple of vehicles parked by the shore, some old rusty bicycles, and some chairs. I wondered if this family was homeless or if for some odd reason they decided to celebrate Thanksgiving at the harbor…not many people’s first choice here on Maui, but you never know.

It began raining, so I found shelter under the eaves of a nearby building. Thankfully, the rain subsided and I continued my walk to the park. I called my mom and we chatted. On my way back home I went past the harbor again. Only this time there were two more vehicles parked by the cars.

At first I thought, “Oh, good, maybe they were just saving a spot to spend Thanksgiving by the water.”

But no…that was not the situation. I looked a bit closer and saw a boy about the same age as my oldest son, just laying on an old resort lounge chair. A kind stranger handed him a mixed plate and aloha drink. I walked by as one of the kind strangers walked back to her car. We exchanged hellos with knowing eyes, tears ready to fall. One of the gentlemen that brought food quietly placed some disposable forks and napkins, along with more drinks, near the homeless family’s car.

They were not saving a spot by the harbor for a Thanksgiving picnic. They were facing a Thanksgiving with nothing but each other and the waves of the sea.

Nothing…until those kind strangers brought them love in a hot meal and cool drinks. Those kind strangers let them know that they were not alone nor forgotten…perhaps where they would know that He was with them, always, too.

Maybe you were those kind strangers…maybe you were that family on the old plastic lounge chairs…maybe you were the lady walking by, choking back tears because it was Thanksgiving…and just another day in paradise.




Happy thoughts anyone? xoxo Island Gypsy

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