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Here is a sampling of the fruit that was picked off the Thanksgiving Tree today in preparation for Christmas decorations.

I’m thankful for being at the Promise House.

I am thankful for family.

I am thankful for my friends.

Hot showers!

I am thankful for the second chance at life I discovered during my time at Promise House. I am also thankful for the strength I found in myself during my pregnancy that has seen me through so many difficult times since then.

For the people who care and love me and Kylee.

I’m thankful for God’s AMAZING grace!!

I am thankful for God’s guidance and care through our pregnancies.

I am thankful for my house and my mom’s truck.

I am thankful for my brother.

I am thankful for me.

I am thankful because I’m alive and my family is alive too.

I’m thankful for Christmas.

I’m thankful for my health and strength.

My family and friends.

I’m thankful for Mr. and Mrs. Bush.

I’m thankful to be a listener, supporter, and giver. And to help and assist others.

I am thankful for Ms. Ruth!!

I’m thankful for food and my very nice roommate.

I’m thankful for my mom and my brother.

Jennifer, Ryan, Amanda, Sophia, Keri, Tera, Edith, Brittany, Sherry, Michelle: For all the joy you bring into my life.

I am so thankful to be alive!! Today is full of possibilities!!

I’m thankful for my baby girl!

I am thankful for my family – especially Esten.

I’m thankful for my family and friends.

I’m thankful for being cancer free for 10 years.

I’m thankful for my bed that makes my back hurt at night.

This is a hard job. We knew that coming in, but we didn’t know it. You can only know how hard it is by doing it. But . . . the amazing thing is that God has given us the heart to do it. We very much enjoy the job, despite its hardness.

We’re getting dirty . . . . because we’re getting involved in messy lives. Real messy. About as messy as they come. And sometimes we find ourselves asking “Jesus, why did you put us here? What have you gotten us into?” To me, he always seems to say things like:

It’s not about you.
I love these girls as much as I love you.
These are the kinds of lives I got involved in when I was on earth.

So we keep on keeping on in a spirit of worship and thankfulness. Jesus put us here and it’s a joy to work hard in his orchard.

Most mornings during breakfast we talk about God and what the scriptures say. Just a short conversation about Jesus and the Truth.

Today is Thanksgiving. Not the pilgrim and indian one, but the Psalm 92.1 one. We talked about being thankful. Then we went around the table and said things we were thankful for. One of the girls had said earlier that she didn’t want to eat her eggs. I told her she needed to eat a little so she’d have energy for the day. When it came to her turn to say something she was thankful for . . . the eggs must have gotten to her . . . she said “O Gosh!” and covered her mouth with her hand and went sprinting into the kitchen to throw up in the trash can.

I was thankful she made it to the trashcan.