Back from Haiti and an incredible week sharing with pastors hungry for the teaching of the Word...and overwhelmed with a sense of all of the stuff I have...I headed out with Beverly to a little place called Morgan Hill in Northern California in our trailer. Our goal--to spend Thanksgiving with our two sons and their families--including eight grandchildren!
Both Tim and Chad have trailers so we parked side-by-side--grandma and grandpa in the middle--giving the intended easy access to the early morning hot chocolate Bev prepared each morning for the grandchildren. Squeezed into our trailer with all eight of them, provided unforgettable moments of high audible joy that are still resonating my heart..and ears.
The weather was nice enough that we set up for Thanksgiving outside--carefully decorated tables under a "protective "awning but by the time dinner was ready a raucous storm had moved in causing us to relocate in the biggest of the three trailers, fourteen of us. We were a closely-banded and bonded together by our 32' x 8' enclosure but it was a comfortable setting--more than enough delicious food, including my first attempt at fried turkey (it got rave reviews!). We read the 100th Psalm, prayed together and thanked God for His bountiful blessings.
It is these kinds of events I will always remember--when we have to be creative, when we are crowded--but we find comfort in one another's company and the special relationships with God and one another that cause us to be thankful..."for the Lord is good and His love endures forever", Psalm 100:4b.
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