A Stuffed Turkey
How *not* to stuff the turkey, for Thanksgiving
The turkey shot out of the oven and rocketed into the air, it knocked every plate off the table and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner and burst with a deafening boom, then splattered all over the kitchen, completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows, it totally coated the floor, there was turkey attached to the ceiling, where there’d never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance, it smeared every saucer and bowl, there wasn’t a way I could stop it, that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure, and thought with chagrin as I mopped, that I’d never again stuff a turkey…. with popcorn that hadn’t been popped!! Author Unknown
Reflections from Karan:
As an American living in Canada, I am able to enjoy two Thanksgivings each year. Our Canadian one is this Monday, October 10th, and the American one is the 24th of November. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite times of the year, and having two is special.
With all the preparations I find myself racing from one task to another playing catch. Cooking, cleaning, washing, writing, it seems I will never get to the end of my long self-imposed list. “Hurry, hurry, faster, faster you’ll never get it all done!” Run, run.
Where do we find rest? Could I stop the world and get off the race that keeps me always spinning. Or is the rest that I long for in the quietness of the morning. Sheltered in the word of God as he leads me beside the still waters of his love.
Calming the turmoil, halting the winds and giving my soul the restful peace to keep moving forward in the daily tasks and uncertain times. Whatever the day my hold, I know God’s rest is only a prayer away. He only asks me to live one day at a time for him, because he holds all my tomorrows. ©
Thank you for sharing your time with me, dear friend. Where do you find times of rest
in the busyness of your daily life? I’d love to hear from you.
Hugs to all, Lovingly Karan