Thanksgiving Update

I knew this Thanksgiving wouldn’t look quite like the ones we’ve tucked into memory. The calendar had to shift to fit kids’ work schedules and scattered availability. I had to recruit a backup cook because my strength simply couldn’t stretch far enough to carry a full Thanksgiving meal this year. And my husband had to bow out entirely when he scheduled a double knee replacement just days before the holiday.

Yet somehow, none of that made the week dull. I still managed to lock the keys in the car, faint while helping my husband and earn myself an ambulance ride—and a fresh set of stitches. And in true last-minute fashion, I found myself stepping in for friends and running the 8:30 a.m. Turkey Trot in thirty degree weather on Thanksgiving morning.

But today has been its own kind of glory—bundled in the cold, then thawing out in a warm, cozy house filled with the people I love. MarioKart championships, board games scattered across the table, quiet naps under soft blankets. It has been simple, chaotic, and beautiful.

I have more to be thankful for than words can hold. And as I count the blessings I can see—and the many I can’t—I’m lifting my gratitude upward. I pray you’re doing the same today, giving thanks to the One who fills our lives with mercies new every morning and goodness we could never deserve.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends. May your hearts be full and your eyes open to every grace He has poured out.