How was your Thanksgiving? Was it perfect? The turkey plump and not dry, the dressing moist and yummy, the potatoes perfection? I really hope so. After all it is The Meal of the Year!
How about the company? The family? Did you spend it holding your ears or quietly alone? Was there love all around or a tension from old hurt "feelers?" Are you tired from all your efforts and still full from yesterday?
Truthfully, our day was almost perfect, with the exception of missing my son and daughter in law, and Scott, of course. My daughters and I performing our "woman" duties of getting it all on the table, just about an hour behind time, but after all, who's keeping time?
Perfection for me happened just before we ate. My grandchildren, led by Henry who had just finished memorizing it for the kindergarten program, reciting Psalm 100 together. The adults chimed in, too, even with our rusty memories! What a beautiful sound!
"Make a joyful noise unto The Lord, all ye lands.
Serve The Lord with gladness: come before His presence with singing.
Know ye that The Lord He is God: it is He that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are His people, and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise: be thankful unto Him and bless His name.
For The Lord is good; His mercy is everlasting; and His truth endureth to all generations."
Psalm 100
Pray:
Father, give us grateful hearts every day and may Your blessings continue for the generations to come.
Amen
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