Late Tuesday afternoon, I was informed that I needed a medical test done at the hospital.
The test was scheduled for Wednesday morning (yesterday),
the day before Thanksgiving.
Please think about that.
Not about the test (it was clear, thank you God and thank you praying friends), but
think about a counter full of Thanksgiving groceries ,
tables to be set,
desserts to be baked,
and a house to be straightened.
As a result,
I am in the midst of a great Godly lesson right now,
which is the hardest lesson for a someone
with my personality.
The lesson is
‘let it go Laura’.
And so in bits and pieces , I am.
It is 5:57 am right now,Thanksgiving morning, and my husband is in the kitchen
putting the turkey in the oven.
Last night, when he asked about unique seasoning ideas for the turkey,
and my right eye began to twitch at the thought of that,
God stopped the twitching, and I was able to say ,
‘whatever you think sounds good …’
Yesterday, after napping all day (can you imagine doing that the day before Thanksgiving?),
I woke up to the sounds
of music playing and daughters laughing in the kitchen.
I discovered a frenzy of cooking had taken place.
Lauren had baked a pecan pie, 2 flat apple pies, and a chocolate cream pie.
Katherine had made creamy mashed potatoes, prepped the ingredients for the
dressing, taken her nephews to get a hamburger, and
baked a beautiful pumpkin cake in a bundt pan.
I will confess,
I tried to text them from the bedroom, with
great words of advice,
but they shut that down quickly.
So my message is twofold this glorious Thanksgiving Day.
1. Blessings to you dear Friends
2. Let them (whoever them is) do it their way.