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Tonk-oo

For breakfast this morning, my husband was served pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausage and bacon with tomato juice. I took him into town at 5:30 a.m. and Denny's served him a complimentary breakfast because today is not only Thanksgiving Day, it is his birthday. Okay, I'm not a big spender, but I'm thankful today that Denny's is always open, gives you a free breakfast on your birthday and celebrates with you!

On the way back home, we stopped at the grocery store and my hubby ran in for a can of evaporated milk so that I can make a pumpkin pie this morning. I stayed in the car with the heater full blast on this very cold morning and warmed up to the beautiful testimonies of thanksgiving that poured out of the Christian radio station. One story in particular gripped my heart.

A father spoke of taking his three-year old little boy on a camping trip and was amazed at how grateful his little one was over the smallest thing. How unusual for a three-year old who typically thinks only of himself. When he helped him with his jacket, or seat belt or handed him his sippy cup, the boy would say "tonk-oo". Over and over that day, he heard "tonk-oo" interspersed in conversation. He could not hold back the tears as he witnessed the thankfulness of his son for common everyday occurrences. This father shared that the experience taught him to be thankful for everything his Heavenly Father has provided for him. He wondered if our Father God sheds a tear when we remember to say thank you for all that He provides.

I join with this theme of "tonk-oo" to Father God today and thank Him for all His provision this past year and for every member of my family. "Father God, you have blessed me this past year in so many ways. Tonk-oo."

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  1. Kathleen November 25, 2010 at 8:18 AM

    May our every day be a day like today: thanks-giving. I am reminded (again) that we have been well-provided for; beyond "well". Thus I thank God for such godly friends, among them my Mary.

    Blessings to you & yours,
    Kathleen

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  2. Country Wings in PhoenixNovember 25, 2010 at 8:34 AM

    Good Morning Sweetie...
    Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family. We have so much to be thankful for. I just wanted to remind you that I am thankful for your friendship as well. I am brought back to a day when we shared prayer, stories of love, and happiness. I thank you for that special page in my book of memories.

    Many hugs sweetie and so much love, Sherry

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  3. RCUBEsNovember 25, 2010 at 8:51 AM

    Amen! He deserves all our "Ton-koo's"...Happy Thanksgiving sister and may the Lord bless you and your family richly!

    I'm kicking back coz I just need to heat the ordered turkey! :) Love to you sister.

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  4. AnonymousNovember 25, 2010 at 9:35 AM

    My eyes have filled with tears and my heart is filled with joy. Happy Thanksgiving my friend.
    Blessings,
    Bren

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  5. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/November 25, 2010 at 10:36 AM

    That's just perfect, Mary! What a precious expression.

    Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family, and Happy Birthday to hubby!

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