Most years we travel to Phoenix for the weekend to have Thanksgiving with the larger family. This year we did something different and returned home on Thursday after Thanksgiving lunch at the retirement apartments where Linda's mom lives. On Friday Mandy, Paul and the grandkids arrived from Phoenix, followed by Mike and his dog Stewie later that evening.
Saturday was the day for our Thanksgiving dinner - a roast and ham instead of turkey, but surrounded by all the usual family favorites. Afterward we got everyone together on the front porch for a picture.
It was a great weekend of just hanging around together like we hadn't done together in too many years. I can't describe how wonderful it was to have everyone together at the home where Mike, Mandy, and Nick grew up. Here are some more photos from the weekend.
Let's boldly proclaim in confident speech and compassionate act that Jesus Christ, born in a humble manger in the obscure village of Bethlehem, lives today as the King of kings and Lord of lords. We bow before His majesty in weekly worship and daily service. We know not only who He is, the incarnate Son of God, but also whose we are. We belong to Christ. We are His people. We are not ashamed or embarrassed by the good news that all who claim His name become His children. And we will spend eternity with Jesus in His forever family. Arrogance? Certainly not. These are the humblest of statements only possible because of His amazing grace.
Rev. Bob Norton, writing in the December newsletter of our church, Church of the Ressurection (www.cor-pca.org)
