Happy Thanksgiving!

My husband and I just spent our first Thanksgiving in Washington. We made the whole traditional spread with a turkey, two different stuffings, red cabbage (my family veggie) and spinach casserole (his family veggie), as well as mashed potatoes and corn. Also, homemade pumpkin pie, of course. We made it from the pumpkin that we picked at Strawberry Hill in October. We doubled the pumpkin and evaporated milk and made a deep dish pie and a little bread-pan shaped pie on the side. Super yummy!

Today, Black Friday, we slept in, had a leisurely morning and made a quick run to the grocery store for flour so I could make bread (we used all the homemade bread for the stuffing). In the afternoon, I read the book I wrote for NaNoWriMo (see my winner badge?) and edited parts to add to my word count while Ed read his new textbook. He is teaching an Optics class next semester to actual Physics majors!! We took a break from reading to decorate our apartment. We have Ed's train set up in our living room (he inherited it from his grandfather and I had the locomotive fixed for him as a gift last Christmas- this is the first time it has been up in about 20 years) but no tree as we will both be gone part of the holiday season.

I hope your holiday was wonderful, too. Off to have some pumpkin pie!

God Follower

In the past 17 years, I have moved 14 times- to 5 different states, to Michigan 3 times. I now live in Washington, the furthest from "home" I've lived, and I have no idea where I will be living next year.

In all this, one song by Steven Curtis Chapman keeps coming to mind. No matter what is in store for my life next, I wanna be a

GOD FOLLOWER

My heart is restless as I wander through this jungle
The trees above refuse to let the sunlight through
And somewhere deep inside I hear the whispered longings
That tell me I was made for more than this

A blinding flash of light falls down into the darkness
Slowly I notice strange new markings on the trail
The crimson drops are calling out to me come and follow
"I am the God who made you, let Me show you how to live"
And I cry…

I want to be a God follower
I want to go wherever He leads
I want to be a God follower
I want to walk the trail He’s marked for me
And be a God follower
(More than anything)

And now I journey on with purpose and with passion
Just like a dead man who’s been given breath again
And though this path can still grow dark with tears and sorrow
I know He will never leave me
So with everything I am I will say…

And when I reach God’s place
I will look into His face
And then I’ll look for you
Will I find you there?
Can you say with me…
I want to be a God follower
I want to be a God follower
I want to be a God follower
I want to be a God follower