Staggering out this afternoon after I nap I noted a picture with “Dearest Mom and Dad” scrawled at the top of a drawing of a turkey getting shot by an odd-looking hunter. Turning it over I read the pre-printed “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever. Psalm 107:1.
Apparently Christopher had made Paul and me a Thanksgiving card at Sunday School today.
“Is that a hunter shooting the turkey?” I asked.
“A storm trooper,” Paul answered.
Oh, of course.
“It is a storm trooper shooting the turkey in the bottom and the turkey is gobbling furiously,” the artist added and then gave an example of a furious gobble.
You can’t even imagine.