Firstly, I hope you all had a really wonderful Thanksgiving - I did!
I am also having a very good day-after-Thanksgiving so far - DH made us egg and cheese sandwiches on REAL hard rolls he got from a bakery near where he works (somehow no place around here can make GOOD hard rolls, or if there is a place, I have yet to discover it). Our daughter ate a piece of my sister-in-law "L's" famously good apple pie for her breakfast. And I am already tentatively planning on eating the rest of a spicy-shrimp-cheeseball-thing my sister-in-law "K" made for my lunch. :-P It's 10:47am and I have not tried to clean anything up yet.
But although I still have quite a lot to clean up and put away, the reason I have all this aftermath is because we were blessed enough to have the time, money and ability to host this holiday, AND we were so blessed that a bunch of our family chose to spend the holiday with us! So I'm actually grateful to have this aftermath - it is evidence of wonderful blessings. (And believe me, I already had a lot of help cleaning up, especially from my one sister-in-law "L" - a million thanks L, for all your help!! The mess would be WAY worse than this!)
It reminds me of this poem - in fact I just saw it written on pretty glass tiles at a craft show I was recently at - and it's a wonderful reminder:
Lord, thank you for this sink of dirty dishes, we have plenty of food to eat.
Thank you for this pile of dirty laundry, we have plenty of nice clothes to wear.
And I would like to thank you, Lord, for those unmade beds. They were so warm and so comfortable last night. I know that many have no bed.
My thanks to you, Lord, for this bathroom, complete with all the splattered mirrors, soggy towels and dirty lavatory. They are so convenient.
Thank you for this finger-smudged refrigerator that needs defrosting so badly, it has served us faithfully for many years. It is full of enough left-overs for a few meals.
Thank you, Lord, for this oven that absolutely must be cleaned today. It has baked so many things over the years.
Lord, the presence of all these chores awaiting me says you have richly blessed my family. I shall do them all cheerfully and I shall do them gratefully.
(Somehow I always have to work on the "cheerfully" part though. LOL.)
The End.
The End.
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