Why do people think they can outsmart God?

Southern Tornados

I had seen all the pictures on the news, those sent via email and over the phone, and I had listened to all the horror stories and vivid descriptions of the devastation caused by the tornados that hit our area on Thursday morning.  But nothing I had seen or heard prepared me for my trip into and through Barnesville yesterday.  The bile rose in my throat as I looked at the power of the storm and I wondered how anyone survived this mighty wind.  It brought tears to my eyes as we drove slowly through the Grove Street area and I know that the Buice family was mightily blessed to have escaped with their lives.

My girls had called and ordered me to the bathroom with pillows to cover my body, but pillows would have not been enough if these storms had chose another path.  As I huddled and fervently prayed for protection for me and mine, I realized that we are truly in the hands of God and after seeing the destruction there is nothing humanly possible to protect oneself from this type of disaster. 

My heart goes out to Marty and his family as they try to rebuild their lives without their parent's and I pray for peace to them as they make the long journey through their grief.  I thank God that he spared the lives of so many. 

Thanksgiving

Remember when

we made turkeys out of the tracing of our hand

we dressed as pilgrims for the school play

the best part of Thanksgiving dinner was the jello salad and the desserts

we went around the table before eating thanking God for one thing

we had four whole days off from school

we played football after dinner and rolled in the leaves

we saw cousins, aunts and uncles we hadn't seen since Easter

we had to write an essay on what the Pilgrims ate at the first Thanksgiving dinner

we looked through the Sears catalogue at all the toys

we had to stay out of the living room where the old men were watching football games

we slipped into the kitchen for another piece of pie or chocolate cake


What are your memories of childhood Thanksgivings?