The week before Thanksgiving, I emailed my mom expressing my
sadness that I would miss the annual Hasslen celebration of family and friends
from all over the world. And worse, I had no one with whom I had been invited
to share the day. But in the end……I had not one, not two ,but THREE
Thanksgiving celebrations this year, and they couldn’t have been more different
from one another.
Here is the highlight reel.
Thanksgiving #1:
I was invited to the home of an American couple, who invite
missionaries every year for Thanksgiving. They are in their late 30s and have
ten…yes you read that right, 10 marvelous kids! They are all home-schooled, bright and very engaging. The
other guests were also delightful and the food was AMAZING! People brought dishes
to share, but Jenny our hostess is from Virginia and cooked up some nice
Southern Thanksgiving dishes as well! I decided to walk the couple of miles
home to my house because even though I had on my turkey eating pants and was
not too full, I had remembered to wear my Keens so that I could walk off some
of the food in anticipation for my next Thanksgiving feast on Friday night.
Thanksgiving #2:
My American friend Natalie, 34, started a non-profit in
Kenya that trains community organizers. She decided to prepare a vegan (except
for the turkey) Thanksgiving feast for her Kenyan staff and some of her expat
friends. I told her I would help her cook and host. She had asked me to be at
her house around 2pm. When I got close to her house I called her. She told me
she had a little more shopping to do and she would pick me up on the way to do
her shopping. Being the daughter of a mother who likes to have most of the meal
cooked well in advance, I found this act of last minute shopping a bit
disconcerting. But this is the new less-uptight-more-go-with-the-flow self, so
I hopped in the car and kept my big mouth shut. It didn’t stay shut for long
when Natalie described how helpful her househelp had been. Natalie had asked
her to take the meat out of the coconut in preparation for a dessert she was
making. The househelp, being unfamiliar with coconuts, didn’t understand and
the only meat she saw was the rather large chicken (read 10 pound turkey), so
she cut it up and boiled it. I kid you not! Never one to panic, when Natalie
asked what I thought we should do with the turkey, only one thought came to
mind. “We’ll curry it,” I said. And so we had maple-roasted vegetables, greens,
arugula salad for which I made a maple vinigrette dressing, mashed lentils and
squash, green beans with almonds, cranberry sauce, stuffing and curried turkey.
We didn’t start cooking until 4pm and we started eating around 8:45. There was
little food left as about 20 people showed up. Natalie made a vegan pumpkin
cheese cake, vegan pumpkin muffins and vegan chocolate peanut butter fudge for
dessert. She and I divided up the dishes that needed to be made and a Kenyan
friend of hers was our sous chef. It was so much fun. We rocked that kitchen…by
they way we had very little in the way of the right kinds of pans for cooking,
but God is good and the food was delicious and we are still friends. All’s well
that starts in chaos.
Thanksgiving #3:
Every year sometime in November or December, Wezesha throws
a Thanksgiving celebration for their supporters and uses it as a chance to get
all their students together over the holidays. This year it just happened to be
on Thanksgiving weekend. It was also special because they had quite a few
students graduating and in their last years of high school and they gave very
moving testimonies about how Wezesha had assisted them. We ate traditional
Kenyan food but this celebration was the most in line with what I think of as
being what the holiday of Thanksgiving is all about - Giving thanks to God for what he has done in our lives, the
people he used to make our dreams a reality and the friends and family he gave
us to support us along the way. And please know, those of you who have helped
support these students, that without you their education would not have been
possible!!
In the US, we have a special day for Thanksgiving but we
should really celebrate our thankfulness everyday. That’s my excuse for writing
about Thanksgiving a week or so after the event!
I am thankful for the time to write today. I’m thankful
after a week up country (I’ll write about that next) that my girls and I are
home safe and sound, I’m especially thankful for all the busy work details
buzzing around in my head. I don’t like to be idle and God has seen that my
life is full of meaningful activity. And more than anything I am thankful for
each of YOU who makes my work possible.
(I'm uploading this without photos. Will try to post some soon.)
Thank you God for the ability to be thankful every day!
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