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Feed my Body & my Soul

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This morning began in earnest the planning and divvying up of food assignments for Thanksgiving. Spread it out over 15 people and it doesn’t seem so overwhelming when you’re hosting (not me, I’m just showing up with my stuffing and pies). I’m so grateful for the traditions of Thanksgiving; the food is “just like this” and if it isn’t well the fam has No Problem letting the offender know they’ve breached protocol trying something new. (The finger is pointed directly at me folks – message sent — message received).

I am grateful for the tradition and time we take at Thanksgiving to be aware of all of our temporal blessings. When food and each other and all the blessings we receive from God are the only thing we have to concentrate on. Blessings beyond measure.

Mary at the open tomb of our resurrected Lord & Savior Jesus Christ

Then the other side of my For what holiday am I most grateful is Easter. The celebration of the resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and His supernal gift of forgiveness and eternal life. He lived, he died for us, and was resurrected the third day, and He Lives! Easter represents the greatest of spiritual blessings that turn our hearts toward eternity and away from the world. Gifts and blessings to our spirits to fill us with hope and faith and turn our hearts to Him.

For what holiday(s) am I most grateful?  Thanksgiving & Easter; they feed my body and feed my soul.

Count your blessings;
Name them one by one.
Count your blessings;
See what God hath done.
Count your blessings;
Name them one by one.
Count your many blessings;
See what God hath done.
(Chorus from Count Your Blessings

 

 

Grateful for Bread

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Fresh from the oven

I am grateful for BREAD in all of its forms … homemade and baked fresh hot from the oven, bagels boiled, baked and then toasted slathered with cream cheese, english muffins topped with a fresh poached egg and hollandaise sauce, hot rolls and butter on our Sunday dinner table, and hot from the oil scones or fry bread. Bread, it’s my comfort food, my go-to when I need a little nosh. A single slice of bread with peanut butter & jam, or with butter dusted with cinnamon-sugar or wrapped around a hotdog as a bun.  I am very grateful I’m not gluten-sensitive or intolerant  and I’m very sorry for those who have such challenges.

Mouth-watering Fry Bread … where is the honey?

My life would be sad indeed without bread for my body, but most sad without the Bread of Life, Jesus Christ, our Savior. How grateful I am for my testimony witnessed by the Holy Spirit

“I am the bread of life”

that He is the source of all spiritual nourishment and as we turn to and come unto him he saves us. He is the Bread of Life.