Nate and I are in Florida for the extended weekend. We just had a lovely feast with his parents and now the effects of tryptophan are setting in. We got up at 6 this morning to drive down here and decided to have our own Thanksgiving service at 9 when we knew our church would be meeting. So we prayed together and then we played the "When I go to Jerusalem..." game. Only we called it, "I'm thankful for..." Here are the results, some serious and some silly:
I'm thankful for:
Apple pie
Brad and Claire
our Cars that haven't broken down
Dads, grand and otherwise
Edibles all year
our little Family
Guns (because Nate's secretly a good ol' boy)
our Home
the Individuals that are our friends
Jesus' love
Pari, whose full name really begins with K
Labor that has brought in money
Moms, grand and otherwise
Nate's siblings
Open Door Chapel
answered Prayer
Quietness
our Rose bushes
Telephones, cell and otherwise
one nation Under God
Various music
the World Wide Web
Xtras
You & me (Nate and I, that is)
Zion
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4 comments:
Great blog! We played in youth group the other day, only almost no one's contributions had much to do with being thankful - it was a nice try.
Very clever. :O)
Pre' good, Penny! Pre good.
What a great idea!
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