Happy Thanksgiving!

It’s finally here. Thanksgiving break… a few days off for your brain and your body. In between all your giving thanks (and please do remember that part), here’s a little Thanksgiving-inspired humor. Enjoy your break!

Jim Gaffigan: "Thanksgiving. It's like we didn't even try to come up with a tradition. The tradition is, we overeat. 'Hey, how about at Thanksgiving we just eat a lot?' 'But we do that every day!' 'Oh. What if we eat a lot with people that annoy us?'"

Stephen Colbert: "Thanksgiving is a magical time of year when families across the country join together to raise America's obesity statistics. Personally, I love Thanksgiving traditions: watching football, making pumpkin pie, and saying the magic phrase that sends your aunt storming out of the dining room to sit in her car."

I Don't Want To Go Home

I am not saying that writing (or reading) this is easy, but for me it tells much of the truth.

Life is not fair, and often the place that should be the easiest, the most welcoming, is not. Do you find yourself putting off plans, or not finishing certain projects, or even committing to something else entirely so you do NOT have to go home from college? That was me, and to some extent is still me (although these days the trip home is more like an 11 hour drive; not your normal weekend getaway).

Waiting

I’ve been doing a lot of waiting lately.

There’s been a lot of waiting on hold on the phone. Waiting for replies to emails, voicemails, faxes, other messages. Waiting in waiting rooms. Waiting for test results. Waiting for the great idea I need to complete (OK, start) a project. Waiting for time to work on that project. Waiting, of course, for three small children to be ready to leave the house… on time, if we’re lucky.

Probably you’ve been waiting a lot lately too. It happens to all of us. It’s like a cycle in our lives. We hurry. We wait. We hurry. We wait. And I’ve realized, at least for now, that waiting can make you patient. It can make you strong. Or it can make you crazy.

Do you see what I see?

How do you see yourself?  How do others see you? How does GOD see you?

A few Saturdays ago as I was preparing to go out and do the yard work while the temperature was below 100 degrees, my wife came to me and said there was a situation in the house.  What on earth did that mean? I go inside to find my 10-year-old daughter locked in the front bath. Well she wasn’t actually locked in because both sides of the door knob rotated.  Something inside the handle must have broken. No big deal.  I had broken into many a door in my life (no need to spread that around) and felt sure that a library card would quickly free my daughter.