First came God’s paradise, Eden, which mankind was kicked out of for not following instructions. After that came floods, slavery, fratricide, and a whole lotta smiting. The three great “Religions of the Book” – Judaism, Christianity, and Islam – differ as to when and where it happened, but all agree that at some point God became weary of it all. Those who managed to get through it and somehow achieve Righteousness are given the charter to a Promised Land. To a surprising number of faiths that Promised Land is right here in the USofA, and the delivery of the righteous to a land of great wealth is what Thanksgiving is all about.
The Puritans were not known as a particularly fun bunch, even though this is a bit unfair. They had their own ideas about what was sinful, and openly opposed the established Church of England. That meant persecution, and for some it was so severe they thought about finding their own lands. When they came to America, it was not in search of a Promised Land but refuge. By the first Thanksgiving, however, they had come to see that they had been delivered across the sea by Divine Providence itself. The Thanksgiving we celebrate as a show of the great bounty of America comes from the biblical depiction of a Promised Land. They were not only free, they had achieved the blessings of paradise.
Later in the 17th century, another group found themselves under imperial oppression. The Amish and Mennonites discovered that the Treaty of Westphalia, which ended the Thirty Year’s War in 1648, protected rights for Catholics and Lutherans but not anyone else. The pacifists who followed Jesus’ teachings literally were routinely forced into the military or killed when they refused. Their elders were burned at the stake. They fled to Holland where they could be free, but these rural people were crammed into cities that didn’t suit them. When William Penn sent word that he was founding a colony of religious freedom, they voted to come over and settle immediately. Here, they found they could live exactly as they wanted and still practice their own ways on the edges of society. Their textbooks today teach their children that this is, indeed, the Promised Land.
By the 19th Century, this was a common belief in many circles. The “Little House” series of books show that Laura Ingalls Wilder believed that somewhere out on the prairies of the Dakotas or the hills of Arkansas, this was the Promised Land. To her, this land where there is “No king but God” was everything the Righteous could ever want.
Joseph Smith founded the Mormon faith in the 1830s, centered on the idea that this was indeed the Promised Land. In this depiction, Jesus had already returned and shown himself to the Messiah to the natives of this continent. For this and many other unusual teachings he was killed and his followers were forced to flee, but they made good on the story. Utah became Zion to the Mormon Pioneers, and while it doesn’t look much like a Promised Land it has enough water to make it one with effort. To a people who really know how to count their blessings, that’s good enough.
The idea lives on today. Several practicing Jews have told me that, after seeing Israel, the USofA looks much more like a Promised Land to them. It’s not something that is said openly most of the time, since it is the view of a tiny minority, but there is no doubt that Thanksgiving is a major holiday to every Jewish family I know. When European Jewry was extinguished by the Holocaust, those in America remained safe; many do not forget how good this nation has been for them.
Will refugees from nations like Somalia or other places wracked by war come to see this as the Promised Land as they sit down to celebrate Thanksgiving like any of us? Some certainly will. The passage across the water to peace and prosperity is not merely an event, it becomes a series of legends that define a people. At some point, the grandkids will have to know just how bad it was and how lucky they are. Telling them they are in the Promised Land may be the only way to do the stories justice.
So is this the Promised Land after all? I leave it to Dr. Martin Luther King:
“I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people will get to the promised land. And I’m happy, tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.”
Perhaps we have reached the Promised Land, a land where just about anything is possible. Glory, Hallelujah!
Please give thanks for everything we have as a people and share what you have with those who are lacking. Whether or not this our shared Promised Land is up to all of us. Thank you.
A type of promised land. By the middle of the nineteenth century the US had reached the standard of living in Europe. By the early 20th century the US economy was as large as the next 6 combined European economies.
A lot the immigrants brought over livestock. They didn’t have time to build fences and the animals would go and eat the crops of the Native Americans. Not a good way of getting along with others.
Throughout the 18th and 19th century America was being deforested. Not that it wasn’t used for good things, but you don’t want to do unsustainable things. We built ships. Shipped food, coal and timber to other countries. Cotton, textiles, manufactured things.
We had a lot of expansionist dreams. We grabbed anyone we could find from Africa and shipped them here. The King drew a line in the Appalachian mountains. The west was for the Native American. But the people kept poring over and settling in the Ohio Valley. Just grab the land.
The first railroad opened in 1830.
The idea for public schools was starting. Girls had to wait longer to go to college.
A lot of the Western industries were and are extractive. Minerals. Go in, get rich, get out.
In the Age of Andrew Jackson so many were becoming enfranchised and participating in public life. The role of the citizen is to speak up and play a constructive role. When others saw that, they wanted to participate too.
It seems wrong not to consider the consequences of Europeans taking their “promised land” away from those already enjoying it. I guess if you convince yourself that something was “promised” to your group, stealing it from others becomes easier to rationalize. Many versions of the Pilgrims’ Thanksgiving feast describe it as a celebration of a horrible massacre of local people. As for the pilgrims, there is a statue on Boston Common of a person who was executed for being a Quaker.
It’s a time for us all to be thankful. I am very blessed and have a lot to give thanks for!
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