I will hurry through my morning getting dressed, fixing my hair, and adding a little bling to my outfit. I'll finish putting all the food in crockpots, stuff the turkey and prepare it to be the centerpiece of the table, I'll put a pretty tablecloth on the table that will be dotted with food later, and I'll drag extra chairs out because my little family has outgrown my table.
As I'm finishing up, I'll hear the door open and my family come in with the cold still lingering on their clothes. Things like "where's the food!" and "man, it smells good in here" will be shouted, little girls will be giggling and screaming "MIMI!" "POPPY!", as they run through the house, and the baby will be passed around collecting kisses on those chubby cheeks.
As I go through my day, I'm going to look extra hard for all the blessings I can find that Jesus has placed for me before my day even began, store them up in my memory, and tonight while I sit down, totally exhausted, I'm going to go through each one and give thanks to the One who is the giver of all things good.
Happy Thanksgiving from my precious family.
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