As we prepare our tables, our travel, and our time off for another celebration of Thanksgiving Day, I find myself thinking that giving thanks is harder than it seems. I say “thank you” to people dozens of times a day. I say thanks for giving me my coffee, thanks for bagging my groceries, thanks for doing that thing I asked you to do. I do it so naturally and habitually that I wonder if I even know what I’m saying! Saying thanks is a habit. 

“Why doesn’t God DO something about the suffering in this world?” This question often sits at the heart of why people struggle with having faith in God. It is often the reason people choose to reject the idea of God, to be an A- (meaning “not” in Greek) Theist (one who assents to the existence of the Divine). It is a fair question and should not be dismissed.

Compassion isn’t easy. It’s a challenging choice to stand with others in their weakness, vulnerability, loneliness, and brokenness. Often, our first instinct is to avoid suffering—either by trying to fix it quickly or by distancing ourselves from it. We’re conditioned to be active and productive, wanting to prove our worth by making a visible difference. Yet, in this pursuit, we can overlook one of our greatest gifts: the ability to stand in true solidarity with those who are hurting.