A few years ago, we were lazing around the house on Black Friday when suddenly, water started pouring out of the ceiling and onto the dining room table where, only 24 hours prior, the turkey sat waiting to be carved. Can you imagine if this disaster had happened while we were sitting down to dinner? We probably would have laughed about it years later, but I would not have found it funny at the time. In fact, I probably would have had a nervous breakdown. Despite the mess, I kept offering thanks to God that this calamity did not occur in the middle of my Thanksgiving dinner. Even in the "small stuff" I try never to forget that His hand is always there, guiding things that I might take for granted. Thank You, dear Lord, for all the ways, big and small, in which You look out for me and my family. I can never say it often enough - I love You.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.