A Full Day Of Thanksgiving
My heart's cry has been that my home could be a center of ministry. Oh, how good and faithful is my God.
Breakfast served to the Sinclair household (thanks to Carina) at 8:30am (Sinclair household includes my immediate family and three extras at this time.)
Thanksgiving Dinner with all the trimmings served at 1:00pm - 25 people served, including the above, my daughter's family from down the street, 5 Chinese students from local campuses, and three gentlemen from the Nordberg clan.
Cold buffet served at 6:30pm for anyone trailing through my home this evening. That includes not only us old fogies, but also the 18 young people presently playing "4 men on the couch" in my family room (a friend from church brought her cousins and sister over this evening and another family friend dropped by as well).
I just popped my head in the door of their game room to say good-night. Amidst the responses of "Thanks, Mom" and "Good-night, Mrs. Sinclair - thank you", I also heard a very loud and hearty, "We love you, Mom!" from our dear little Palestinian house guest. I guess that means she is officially adopted. At least in my book it does.
So I end the day as I started the day, with a heart full of thanks to my gracious God. He has filled my heart once again.
Breakfast served to the Sinclair household (thanks to Carina) at 8:30am (Sinclair household includes my immediate family and three extras at this time.)
Thanksgiving Dinner with all the trimmings served at 1:00pm - 25 people served, including the above, my daughter's family from down the street, 5 Chinese students from local campuses, and three gentlemen from the Nordberg clan.
Cold buffet served at 6:30pm for anyone trailing through my home this evening. That includes not only us old fogies, but also the 18 young people presently playing "4 men on the couch" in my family room (a friend from church brought her cousins and sister over this evening and another family friend dropped by as well).
I just popped my head in the door of their game room to say good-night. Amidst the responses of "Thanks, Mom" and "Good-night, Mrs. Sinclair - thank you", I also heard a very loud and hearty, "We love you, Mom!" from our dear little Palestinian house guest. I guess that means she is officially adopted. At least in my book it does.
So I end the day as I started the day, with a heart full of thanks to my gracious God. He has filled my heart once again.
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
9:57 PM
3 Comments:
way cool stuff, Dar.
your home is a foretaste of heaven.
I was blessed as I read your post of Thanksgiving Day at your home. We had a day sort of like that and it is such a blessing from above. As I read and heard your heart in it I was blessed. Great stuff Darlene.
Hi Darlene! That's completely fine!! I figured that it would be a while with Thanksgiving last week and it's not exactly a light topic ;-) I look forward to hearing from you (when you have time!!)
Take care!
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