Thanksgiving was good to me. Turkey and dressing and peach cobbler at the Beard's on Thursday, then fried chicken, black-eyed peas, hot water cornbread and lemon icebox pie at the Jones' on Friday. Life is good. What was amazing at both places was the amount of food still on the table when we were finished stuffing ourselves (well, I was stuffing myself and not paying much attention to other's eating habits). I am always surprised when I can eat so much good food that I love and there is still enough of it sitting before me that it would feed twice as many people.

I was driving home last night fighting the wind gusts and the back pain and thinking about all that food and saw a billboard for some church that had an image of Jesus and wording that said something to the effect of finding peace through Jesus. That shifted my focus a little and I started to think how God loves us, how He sheds His mercy on us and realized I had a visual of that idea looking at the table. No matter how much we absorb His love and take His mercy, there is always more, enough to cover us everyday and to cover so many others.

Thanksgiving is a time of food and fellowship but also a time to be thankful to our Father, the giver and provider of more than we can ever hope for.