I woke up this morning to my bro talking from the basement. Being with the P's is definitely a different experience. Family, but has it's own uniqueness... loud talking and so many extroverts. I'm an extrovert, but I get out-extroverted by 90% of the family. Crazy. It's been a good time here and the two weeks are about to end.
Today we had our Thanksgiving. You know everyone is thinking about P with A and me sitting there, but seems like acceptance has come around the table.
Foods galore at the table. Before I sat at the table, I was in my room finishing up my quiet time with the Lord and I was just overwhelmed by the thought of all the food at the table and all those that do not have... How do we balance blessing and not feeling guilty, but still give as the Lord says that we should give?
Last night I was at a gathering where I shared a little bit, but afterward a mom came to pick up her daughter and told us her plans for Thanksgiving... she was going to go to the shelter and help feed the poor. My desire is to make that tradition for A and I, maybe next year, we could give to those in need and have good food for us later.
The Lord gives and takes away... Everything we have is a gift from God. I would like to encourage us as a people of God to care more about others, that's how our heart beats with His. He is all about the poor, the orphans and the widows... Let's care for them.
