Oddly enough, I believe the most excitement this week was on Monday night when the kids and I were shopping for my mom's groceries. Was just passing by the frozen turkey display, saw about three over-twenty-pounders (Butterballs, no less) mixed in with the smaller birds and put a big one in the cart. At 89 cents a pound, I thought that was a steal, especially since I'd read that the ones this large would be hard to find. Sorta happy about that. Will buy a smaller turkey to roast ahead of time on Thanksgiving Eve night, so's to have enough for leftovers and sandwiches.
Actually, the best part of Thanksgiving dinner, to my way of thinking, is the day after. Cold turkey on white bread with a dash of salt and mayonnaise is what I call delicious.
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Today is good. Lots of wind yesterday, and last night just before the rain came, the wind was downright scary. Gary and I sat on the front porch after dinner in the dark, watching the trees blow across the street, and I was mentally praying for God's protection. The tops of the trees were just whipping. Our neighborhood is full of old oaks, as I've mentioned before, and we cringe and pray when it's stormy.
It's always amazing when the wind actually calms when you pray for the Lord to intervene when the weather is dangerous. Maybe that's one reason, just one reason, that the Bible includes the story about Him calming the waters when the disciples were in the boat. To prove He can and will do this. And He still does. I just shake my head.
Later last night we heard about trees falling on cars, and trees down along with wires---in our same part of town. Thankfully nobody was hurt. Now, I'm not getting cocky about this, but do credit the Lord with sparing us. I'm no more special than anyone else, but the wind was outrageous. I do understand the rain falls on the just and unjust. But really, we do have the ability to ask for Him to intervene. Either we just play the victim and give up to whatever the world shoves our way, or we ask for help. I ask you, which is the wiser route?
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Getting the house ready for company, even just my boys. Want the house to sparkle for next week. Having things done gradually allows for not-so-much-pulling-out-of-hair next week. Dusting bookshelves, and all-around tidying up. All pleasant when you're not rushed.
You take care.
