‘TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING
‘Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn’t sleep.
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep
The leftovers beckoned
The dark meat and white,
But I fought the temptation with all of my might.
Tossing and turning with anticipation,
The thought of a snack became infatuation!
So I raced to the kitchen,
Flung open the door,
And gazed at the fridge full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
Till all of a sudden, I rose off the ground!!
I crashed through the ceiling, floated into the sky With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie,
But I managed to yell as I soared past the trees …
HAPPY EATING TO ALL,
PASS THE CRANBERRIES PLEASE!!
If I was a turkey, I’d be doing everything I could to taste terrible right now.
Thought for the day
“Whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours” Mark 11:24
God’s timing is perfect. We may think he’s late, but he’s never late. God’s delays are not God’s denials. “Not yet” does not mean “no.”