November 24 – “Grandma Texas”

This morning was supposed to be the big kickoff to Frying Turkey Day.  I was especially looking forward to it after watching the new TV show called Trauma last night.  It's about a paramedic crew.  One of the segments showed a guy getting ready to fry a turkey.  His wife kept asking him if he knew what he was doing.  He said he had looked up everything there was to know about frying turkeys on the internet.  He sent her to bring it to him.  She got the bird out of the freezer, took it to him, and returned inside.  He held it out over the pot of hot grease and let go.  As soon as the frozen bird hit the grease it exploded and covered the guy (no, they didn't show that part – Just the paramedics coming to the rescue).    But it was raining.  So much for frying turkeys.  Instead I worked on the sermon for Sunday.    Grandma Texas came over for a visit with Mom.  That's the nickname of one of her best friends from high school.  She now lives in Arkansas and drives one of those old VW's.  She loves Texas so much that she tells everyone in Arkansas to call her Grandma Texas.  I always love it when she comes to visit.  She is fun to talk to and has a treasure trove of stories, but Mom is always so excited to see her.  That makes it worth it.   We went to Cailyn's apartment today.  Her Mom and Dad were there, too.  They have already decorated for Christmas.  So guess who wants to get decorated now?    Josh and Christi and the boys are due in around midnight, so it'll be a long night.  And tomorrow will be Turkey Frying Day.  Rain or shine.   Psalms 119:2 says, "Blessed are they who keep his statutes and seek him with all their heart."   Father, I really want to do whatever you say.  I know I'll need your help.  Amen.