More Than a Day

Posted by on Nov 21, 2014 in Thanksgiving | 0 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Handmade place cards for Thanksgiving are among reflective treasures zipped up in a crumpled plastic bag in our sideboard.

Drawn on folded index cards by tiny hands gripping crayons and markers, each of my boys' designed wistful drawings celebrating the meal and capturing (sometimes hysterical) traits and perceived passions’ on each artifact--

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Izzy carries on a decades-old tradition perched over our well-worn countertop, lost in font styles and whimsy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This year our family will be smaller in numbers...

 

 

 

 

 

 

with a special guest too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile, I quietly gather together thoughts and memories of long ago feasts polished by gratitude and grace.

Because of the Lord’s great love, we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

--Lamentations 3:22-23

 

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