So much to be Thankful For!
The Simple Life
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Take time this Thanksgiving to say a prayer of thanksgiving, for
our country, our freedom, our famlies (of course), God - who sent
His son Jesus to die for our sins - and please pray for safety for
our troops around the world who are working day and night to make
our world a safer place for us all.
Our family also goes around the table to say one sentence about
what we are thankful for. You can do this right before dessert, or
A Simple Laugh
Several days before Thanksgiving a man in the small town of
Marion, MI called his son in New York. "Son, I hate to tell you
this, but your mother and I are calling it quits. We can't stand
the sight of each other any more."
"What!" gasped the son. "You've got to be kidding! I don't
believe it! You can't do this dad, after all these years!"
"Call your sister and let her know, will you?"
Brother called sister in Denver.
After informing his sister of the situation, she says, "I'll
take care of this!"
She calls her father.
"Dad, I just can't believe it about you and Mom. Listen, I'm
calling my brother right back. Don't do anything until we get there,
but since it's so close to Thanksgiving, we'll have to bring the
kids, we'd never find a sitter at this late date," and she hangs up.
The man turns to his wife. "The kids will all be here for
Thanksgiving, Dear and their paying their own way!"
Thanks to my good friend, Deanne Down for sending this Thanksgiving
Day Laugh! If you have a good chuckle, send them to
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All That Really Matters
By Sheryl Sergent Simons
This past Saturday, we celebrated my grandfather's 100th birthday
party in Davison MI. He retired from the postal service with 38
years, and then worked at a bank in Flint for many more years. My
Grandmother passed away in 1986.
Last year, I spent a couple hours with my Grandpa (James)
Sergent, making a tape of all he could remember. He told me a lot
about the past - lots of memories. We talked of family, and what
Flint was like in the `old' days. On my way home, I realized I'd
forgotten to ask the most important question of all. I wished I'd
asked Grandpa what he'd learned in this life that really mattered.
But then, I really didn't have to ask that question, did I? All I
had to do was look back at his life for as far as I could remember,
and listen to the stories I'd heard about him from the rest of my
family. No words were needed because looking at his life and his
life with my grandmother spoke for itself.
Other than hearing from Grandpa about getting a speeding ticket
in the 20's for going an outrageous 32 miles per hour in a Model T,
I'd never, ever heard one thing that my Grandparents had done that
was out of character for the people that they were. And all I had
to do was look at who they were.
Grandpa and Grandma married in the twenties and raised six
kids. Grandpa working long hours and Grandma doing all she could at
home to support him. He earned the money, and Grandma worked just
as hard keeping the house clean, putting 3 square meals on the
table, doing mountains of laundry and keeping the cookie jar filled
as fast as little hands could empty it.
And then, along came the grandkids. Now Grandma really had a
full time job keeping that cookie jar full.
When I was a young girl, I spent the night at Grandpa and
Grandma's. In the middle of the breezeless hot summer night, I woke
up and couldn't get back to sleep. It was the kind of summer night
where crickets sang as people threw even the sheets to the foot of
the bed. I don't know where Grandpa slept, but Grandma put up with
my wiggles until I finally did fall back to sleep. I do know that
Grandpa gave up his side of the bed for me so that I could be with
Grandma, thought I'm pretty sure Grandma probably wished she'd left
me and my wiggles with him!
That was love. We didn't know it then, never gave it a
thought, but as we grew it was wrapped around us like invisible
Grandpa and Grandma had no idea when they married so many
years ago (almost 80), that they had chosen perfect partners, and
they couldn't have picked better. I can still remember the feel of
Grandma holding my hand. I'm sorry that my children don't really
remember Grandma. But they haven't missed out on her love. Their
love has passed to our parents, through us, and onto our children.
We may not have ever stopped to think about it, but every single one
of us who was born into this family, or married into this family
became a cherished member. Grandpa and Grandma have shed many a
tear, and prayed many a prayer over each of us. They taught us all
about ethics and discipline, family values, and faith, and they
didn't need words to do it -they lived it. They both loved to laugh
and we giggled right along with them. They may have never been a
huge success in the eyes of the world, but they passed on every
thing that really mattered to each of us.
If you don't believe me, look at the world around us. We
haven't been insulated from the world, but we were taught how to
live in the world. We weren't immune from trouble, but they gave us
the answer. We were taught that no matter how tough things get, we
hold on to Jesus hand. That's the only peace that we will find in
this world, the only thing that really matters. Some things never
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When I was 5 or 6, I wanted Grandma's recipe for these cookies
so we could make them at home. We had to make them so she could
write down her recipe. I still have that recipe she wrote down for
me almost 40 years ago.
Grandma Sergent's Farmer Molasses Cookies
2 cups sugar (or 1 cup white and 1 cup brown)
1 cup shortening or lard
1 cup cold coffee
1 T soda in coffee
1 cup dark molasses
1 T ginger
1 t cinnamon
1 t salt
7 or 8 cups flour
Mix sugar and shortening. Add molasses, then mix in coffee and
soda. Stir in spices and flour. Roll out and cut with cookie
cutter. Decorate with 3 raisins pressed into each cookie and bake
about 10 minutes at 350`.
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