Marybeth Hicks

Every cook recalls her first turkey.

Mine was fresh, not frozen - about 14 pounds with an ample breast and wings with remnants of feathers stuck to the skin.

My memories of that Thanksgiving drift through my mind like slides fading in and out: Football on the driveway; the dog moseying around the kitchen, seeking out the succulent source of the wafting aroma; the table set with rarely-used china and crystal.

It was a perfect holiday - a quintessentially American Thanksgiving - except that unlike on TV commercials, my turkey refused to cook.

After roughly seven hours in the oven, during which time the mashed potatoes turned to warmed-over wallpaper paste, I admitted defeat, hacked the bird into medieval-sized servings, and zapped the whole thing in the microwave.

In the end, though the effort was strenuous and not just a little stressful, I learned a crucial lesson about Thanksgiving: It's the gravy and the company that matter most.

Thanksgiving holds a special place in the hearts of all Americans. When, in 1789, George Washington signed the first "General Thanksgiving" proclamation, he designated the day "to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many and signal favors of Almighty God."

For the past two years, our nation's scorched economy and long-term joblessness have caused us to reassess what it means to be blessed.

That's because nothing realigns America's priorities like hardship.

Rooted in our Judeo-Christian heritage, we American's don't just count our blessings by looking for the proverbial silver lining inside a passing cloud of events. We're just as likely to "give thanks in all circumstances," understanding that God can use every situation for our benefit and his glory.

Perhaps this is part of our national ethos that Theodore Roosevelt described in his classic speech, "The Strenuous Life."

"I wish to preach not the doctrine of ignoble ease," Roosevelt said, "but the doctrine of the strenuous life, the life of toil and effort, of labor and strife; to preach that highest form of success which comes, not to the man who desires mere easy peace, but to the man who does not shrink from danger, from hardship, or from bitter toil, and who out of these wins the splendid ultimate triumph."

Marybeth Hicks

Marybeth Hicks is the author of Don't Let the Kids Drink the Kool-Aid: Confronting the Left's Assault on Our Families, Faith, and Freedom (Regnery Publishers, 2011).