As we prepare for Thanksgiving I recognize there are many roles (and rolls).
My wife .. plans the menu, buys the turkey and all that goes with it. She will bake the pies, the rolls, stuff the turkey, cook the bird and all the trimmings that go with making for a perfect Thanksgiving dinner. My role .. watch football, and add a new notch in my belt as to accommodate my planned dinner intake.
My wife is very good at her role and I love her for it... and .. I hope she feels the same about my participation. We are a regular walking talking Norman Rockwell painting.
Ok, I hope I am not really that big of a 'turkey' on Thanksgiving. All kidding aside I do participate in the process and preparations.. and Mary let's me carve the bird. But I only have a supporting role, but the dinner is truly Mary's creation and it is always great.
Birds & Psycho together.. There is not a meal in the calendar year that compares with the dinner spread we share on Thanksgiving. We traditioinally partake in in stuffing ourselves with turkey, stuffing, potatoes & gravy, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, rolls, pumpkin pie, and more putting ourselves in a near triptophan coma. It is a family eating frenzy like no other day. The whole event becomes a bit surreal like a Alfred Hitchock Birds meets Psycho movie where we are all STUFFED and the BIRD of the day is carved with a BIG KNIFE by a brother in law named NORMAN. Coincidence? Maybe, maybe I am hallucinating on triptophan. but.. I DIGRESS..
Simply Amazing.. or a True Miracle? Though the amount of food I consume on Thanksgiving is amazing it cannot be not classified as a miracle, BUT then,, after the meal, after watching football in my easy chair and fitting in my traditional Thanksgiving day nap, I return to the kitchen to find LEFTOVERS! So many leftovers that I truly believe we could feed the multitude Jesus fed in the gospels with just a few loaves and fish.
How is it possible for one family to eat that much at one meal, and then fill the fridge with leftovers that last for weeks supplying us with spur of the moment turkey sandwiches, and countless Thanksgiving reprise meals. This is the MIRACLE I speak of.
Well.. maybe not a miracle but it is a really really good illusion leaving my mind and stomach full through the middle of December.
While I do admit Thanksgiving Leftovers are not a 'true' miracle I do believe God is still in the business of very real miracles. Some big, others small but I believe God answers our prayers with the heart of a loving Father. This is the true miracle that I do believe in. Answered prayer is... God's loving intervention for his children altering the outcome of their circumstances. This supernatural intervention is personal and never arbitrary.
May God bless and use each of you in ways that are beyond your dreams. I pray your Thanksgiving Day is blessed with faith, family, friends, and the subtle miracle of LEFTOVERS.