Thanksgiving brought about unexpected changes to our “traditional” gathering. I use that term loosely because my family has never celebrated holidays in a specific manner from year to year. Chalk it up to a history of afflictions, work schedules, family locations, and a general recognition that “new” can be a blessing, we recognized the opportunity for creativity.
I’ll confess that having a daughter who is a culinary student has its personal advantages. But did I mention she follows a vegan diet? So as the turkey thawed out in the fridge and I inquired of my daughter’s thoughts on how I might prepare it in a tasty manner. To my surprise, she offered to do it. And that was the beginning of a collaboration of innovation.
Having this time with my daughter allowed me to learn from her but created more opportunities for deepening our relationship. Together, we adapted recipes for all our comfort foods. And in the process, I learned things I never knew including how to “roll” rolls.
Of course, this day didn’t unfold as expected months ago. And I recognize that can bring grief for some. We have had our share. What we have learned through it is to be grateful for the different experiences. They have served up a buffet of memories and blessings, no matter how small, that remind us that God’s provision unfolds in all circumstances.
And isn’t that the point?
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I should preface this by saying that I’m mostly now vegetarian (though I’ll eat meat to avoid offense), and I am Asian, but in my neck of the Gobi we don’t eat dogs.
Still, you may not want to run this by your daughter, lest she question your choice of virtual companions.
‘Bout eating furred and feathered friends,
some folk don’t think we should,
but if that’s what the Lord intends,
why do they taste so good?
Now, this does not mean Fido
(them Asian people’s nuts!),
and I will pass on escargot
no ifs, no ands, no buts,
but a bucket, now, of KFC
will my hunger slake,
and I will quite joyously
dine on sirloin steak,
but I think it’s only fair,
’cause I’m haute cuisine for grizzly bear.
She found your poem witty. She actually has eaten lion and rabbit in the past. When she took the fabrication class (cut apart the animal) in Culinary School, she struggled with the age of butchering of some animals and the practices and philosophy used in the business of raising them. She does prepare meat at school and at work.
Stephanie
His provision does certainly unfold in every circumstance, we just have to be willing to see. thank you for this reminder.
Glad it resonated with you Mariel!
“They have served up a buffet of memories and blessings, no matter how small, that remind us that God’s provision unfolds in all circumstances.” Yes, love this! Such a wonderful reminder. Our Thanksgiving looked very different this year too but ended up being such an unexpected blessing.
Love,
Annie FMF #25
Thanks for stopping by! I hope your Thanksgiving, in its different unfolding, was a good one.
‘A collaboration of innovation’ – I love it. Glad you got extra bonding time with your daughter – silver linings, huh? “God’s provision unfolds in all circumstances” – indeed it does.
Yes it was a good day. Thanks for stopping by!
Loved this post, and reading about the extra bonding time you had with your daughter.
Thanks for sharing.
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