I came across this image and it seemed perfect for a Thanksgiving week post. The sailing ship reminded me of the Mayflower and some of the ships that brought the earliest European settlers to this land to start new lives.
Imagine how it felt to see land after long, difficult weeks on the seas. Winter was setting in and nothing was easy. Half died the first winter. Those who survived knew hunger, cold, sickness, fear, and grief. They did not give up.
The dry land was better than a cold, damp ship that had seen better days, when shelter was finally built. Dry land was a place they could find food, dig wells, and build shelter.
The dry land at Plymouth Rock refueled their hopes and dreams. They were no longer "going" to the new land. They had arrived.
"The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go, both now and forever. -Psalm 121:8
Today, I am grateful the Pilgrims made it to dry land.
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