Giving Thanks and Eating Dessert
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I love my church more and more every day. Not to be too much of a churchy Church Lady, but really, it is so much on the good part and so light on the annoying part that I can’t help but be happy about belonging to such a great spiritual community.
Last night we had our Gratitude service. A little singing, a little prayer, and then the main portion of the show – all of those who wished came up front to some microphones and said what they were grateful for.
It was sweet and charming and touching and, when the kids came up, funny (“Everything” said one boy before scampering off stage, giggling, to join his two brothers in the back row).
A man who had just gotten married said he would give a food box to the school up the street for everyone who stood and gave thanks, so we gave away 22 boxes of food.
Then, of course, it was time to eat! Dessert potluck. I picked pecan pie and did myself in. One small piece and I was unable to consider anything else.
I was standing there talking to a guy as he ate. He took samples of about 6 desserts – brownies, lime cake, pumpkin pie, something puddingy, a lemon bar…no problem. Guy likes his dessert. I’m a kindred spirit.
But then…what he did was so stunning that I can barely consider it. He took his fork, and working carefully and rapidly, mashed all the desserts together in a uniform paste, kind of a dessert version of soda fountain Suicide.
It wasn’t like this was his first time. It was like this was what he had been waiting and wanting to do. He made this chunky brown paste and then happily shoveled it in, all chocolatey and limey and lemony and puddingy at once.
I could barely keep myself from twitching. It just seemed so unnecessarily violent, in a dessert-killing kind of way.
Have you ever seen anything like this? I’m still shaking my head.
I gave thanks for all of you last night, because I’m so happy to have this corner of the internet and this crazy online community. Happy Thankgiving.