GOBBLE GOBBLE.

Imagine a place where people go to work on the 4th Thursday of November and are never bothered by it. Imagine no turkey…no dressing…no mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie. Imagine no Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade to wake up to and no football to fall asleep to after the big meal. This is the world I find myself in.

But, worry not! In a country where America is hated, have no fear that the American saves the Day! Today, it was my mission to do everything possible to see that those crazy people from across the big blue pond would see what they’ve been missing their whole life.

The task was not small, with a 7am wake up call to get the massive turkey in the oven. Six hours later I had somehow pulled off an entire Thanksgiving dinner on my own (minus the potato task that I handed over to the man from Ireland). It was a joyful day…15 of us gathered around the table outdoors, as I would imagine the Pilgrims had done. With just a few droplets of rain and unseasonably warm weather, we made it through. New history lesson for this year: the Pilgrims had no forks…they only ate with spoons, knives and their fingers. But, just as mashed potatoes wouldn’t be complete without gravy, so would Thanksgiving be incomplete without Charlie Brown. The DVD arrived just in time, and everyone was in for a treat as we learned many truths about the history of this great day from Charlie, Linus, Snoopy and the whole gang. What a day!

As we held kernels of corn in our hands this afternoon and told of things we were thankful for, you all came to mind. I’m guessing if you’re still reading this blog 2 ½ months after my departure, you’re dedicated and actually care about what’s going on over here in London and in my life. For that I am thankful. It’s incredible that God brings people into our lives to encourage us and to help us through the madness. Know, on this day, that thanks for you is being sent up to heaven above from the other side of the Atlantic. I love you all, especially as we count our abundant blessings…