What a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday we had! Prepping and shopping for days, pies baking, turkeys thawing, so many casseroles we couldn't count them. After all, there were only thirty of us gathered around tables set up in the church auditorium! Three young grands plus twelve greats under 9 years old kept the party going with their antics and play, enjoying each other's company.
Conversation lasted long and late over empty plates that soon gave way to sampling left-overs. Guitars materialized, songs recalled and harmonized, passing babies around on loving laps led to reflective lulls and laughter.
Before those who were picking up wraps were about to leave, our resident host suggested prayers for any who desired. What a worshipful time followed! Our out-of-town minister's families joined with fervent prayers and prophecies, assurances, comfort and healing words. Sweet tears of consolation escaping lashes were not uncommon.
The party wasn't over, though, for we all congregated at a restaurant Friday night for another time of food and fellowship. Afterwards, those who weren't too tired traveled to the race-tracks at Bristol to see the Christmas lights and ride on the tracks.
Saturday morning found us at a pancake house send-off breakfast for our Texas family, who had a plane to catch. Another breakfast good-bye followed Sunday morning for our daughter's Mississippi family. Although her hunter son had not spotted a deer he had waited in hiding for, his disappointment was forgotten as home and his youth group loomed before them.
I froze left-over turkey and dressing, we are finishing off the pies, so tomorrow is another day. Now I am getting out Christmas decor, little white lights are illuminating winter compositions, and toy props crowd a wicker trunk. Little grands are practicing Christmas carols for church programs as the real meaning of Christmas is taught and gifts anticipated, learning that Jesus is the greatest gift of all!
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