Ellis: After seeing the sun for the first time in almost a week and feeling the breeze, I felt relieved. Mama said that it was time for our Thanksgiving service. When she said that, I thought about that notion. On Sundays in the Episcopal church, our prayers include the word thanksgiving many times. I almost feel like the word gets pushed out of our vernacular and into Sundays and Turkey Days. However, I have learned from all those informative tidbits on social media that our November Thanksgiving is a remnant of an older tradition of celebrating thanksgiving whenever something good happened. We must pray in the bad times and in the good. During the Prayers of the People, I usually dislike the silence held during the parts asking for thanksgiving. As a person for liturgical traditions, I was delighted to know that we were going to celebrate a thanksgiving for our wellbeing during the storm. So, on Wednesday night, we had another time to sing, pray, and talk about the storm.