Friday, November 24, 2017



Psalm 37:8-9International Children’s Bible (ICB)

Don’t get angry.
    Don’t be upset; it only leads to trouble.
Evil people will be sent away.
    But people who trust the Lord will inherit the land.



Thanksgiving



My heart beats because He calls it to be and when it stops I will meet him face to face and give him a big old Thank you for letting me be me.  Until then I will honor that beat and live laugh and love



I know yall have already moved on to Christmas.  Heck the stores actually were already Christmas ready several weeks ago.  But I want to rest on Thanksgiving.  I want to ponder about well First how in the heck Jeralyn made the best greens I have ever had in my four score of living on this planet.  Second Velvet’s mac & cheese, cause yes she put her foot into all the way up to her knee in cooking. 

My kid asked why other countries didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving and I started rambling about Pilgrims and Native Americans meeting and eating together.  As I was talking though I could actually here myself and forgive me, but my answer seemed silly.  Thanksgiving for me well it has long ago lost its historical value and I am so happy it has.

Thanksgiving to me is so powerful to me.  When I was a kid it was about making pictures of turkeys and yes Pilgrims and Indians, but now its all about love.  Truly showing the love that God rains on me.  Taking the time out not even to reflect, but to allow a little bit of me to be something that someone is thankful for.


By breaking bread with a stranger, feeding the dude on the corner, standing cold in a parade line laughing with strangers.  

Thanksgiving to me is resting in the person that you are and sharing the gifts that God has given you out.  Given out your smile, your hugs, sometimes even your tears.


I just wanted to say Thank yall for hanging in there on this journey with me.  This is far from my best writing, but I’m just thank full that you even take the time to use your gift of sight and intellect to take the time to read.


Even the smallest part of your beings is a blessing to someone.

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