Every Thanksgiving I am filled with childhood memories of all the country folk gathering at one relative’s house or another. There were so many of us, we didn’t necessarily sit down to a fancy table. Even as a very young child I could sense the excitement leading up to the day we would all come together to see family we might only visit with on this one day of the year. The biggest draw for me (sad, I know) was more about getting to eat so many delicious foods from some of the best cooks in this part of the country. It was in those early days I decided someday I would host Thanksgiving when I grew up and I would wish to cook like these women of old.
Soon my house will be teeming with family and friends who will sit down to a meal presenting more food than this gathering can possibly consume. I’ve been hosting Thanksgiving for some 30+ years now. Most of the old-timers have gone on to heaven. The gathering is not as large, but altogether as valuable.
The table is set. All the preparations have been made. My favorite recipes baked. The turkey is in the oven.
On this national Holiday where we stop to realize what we are thankful for, I remind myself to be more thankful everyday. We are so blessed as a nation. I am grateful for family and friends and firstly for God who loves me and gave His Son Jesus Christ for me so I could be reconciled to Him and live with Him for eternity.