Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving has rolled around again. Time seems to fly these days and frankly, that's one of the many things I find myself thankful for. I have seen days that drag; seasons in life that seemed desperate and I wondered when things would get better again. I'll take happy, busy blessed days that fly by instead, every time.

This year, like most years, I find myself looking back at Thanksgivings of the past. So many memories flood my mind from my childhood Thanksgivings in Africa, to the years my young family would drive to my mother's for Thanksgiving to the years I have cooked a turkey at my house.

Often others join me and my family for Thanksgiving dinner. How I treasure the years my friend and now co-writer in many of my books, Shirley Crowder and her precious mother whom I called Aunt Jeannie, came to my house to join me, my parents, and another missionary family for Thanksgiving. They did this a couple years in a row and shortly after the last time they visited, Aunt Jeannie passed away. I no longer have her in my life but I have those sweet and funny memories of her.

This year, a Nigerian family who attends church with us will come to my house and share the meal with us. My family has grown close to this family in the two years we have known them. They are here to gain a seminary education at Southern Seminary. Their little boy, about four years old, always runs to me when he sees me exclaiming, "Grand Ma!" He wraps his arms around me and then asks, "When can I come to your house again?" Well, Evan, the answer to that right now, is next week at Thanksgiving. :)

Happy Thanksgiving ya'll!