A Thanksgiving Story


I’m sitting here Sunday afternoon, sipping my afternoon cup of coffee and reflecting on Thanksgiving.

I started creating my center piece several weeks ago, playing with colors and gathering things about the house to incorporate. I was having company a couple of times and thought I’d have my table done to enjoy.

I found a runner at Tuesday Morning and it became the basis for my table. runner2

I bought some roving wool and made some little acorns and strung them into a garland, and bought some acorn and leaf-shaped wood veneer and wrote bible verses on some and glittered others up. I had bought lots of aqua bottles at the world’s longest yard sale to list on etsy so I used them to fill in my centerpiece along with mercury glass and lots of candles. I’ll use my grandmother’s glasses. Cottage cheese was sold in them. They are one of the very few things I have from her. I simply love them. tablescapegarland pinecones tablecollage leaf kale rosesphilippiansAs I put together my table scape, I thought of those that would gather around it. I thought of thanksgivings in the past, of all that happens in our lives between, of the faces in the past and our changing faces of the future. As I was typing up my thoughts here, Kevin walked in from a trip to Home Depot and shared this story with me.

Guys have approached him occasionally asking for money as he goes in to Home Depot. Usually he just ignores them, or avoids them.

Today, as he was exchanging his propane tank a man approached him. “I hate to bother you. I’m working on sheet rock, and it ‘s too cold to dry.  My wife is with me at the hotel across the street, I am embarrassed to ask but we need food. I don’t know what else to do.” Kevin stopped what he was doing and made eye contact with the man. He could see his sincerity.

Kevin said, “I’ll buy you food”

They met at Cici’s.  The man was already inside and opened the door as Kevin approached it. Kevin could tell he was excited. The man asked if $11 was ok. No drinks, no cinnamon rolls or salads the cashier offered. Just two pizzas. Kevin paid and went to leave. The man thanked Kevin and reached his hand out to shake Kevin’s and said, “My name is Chad”.

We have so much to be thankful for. I pray we never take it for granted.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Katey (chad’s mom)





10 thoughts on “A Thanksgiving Story

  1. Your table is so incredibly beautiful, filled with so much love and warmth. I am thankful for our many years of friendship as we celebrate this season of gratitude.

    • Thank you Brenda. I am thankful for your friendship as well. Sure miss you. This story reminded me of that guy that Phil gave money to and then regretted it. I love how you answered her. I’ve thought about that a lot and made me rethink my judging people like that. Have a wonderful thanksgiving.

    • Thank you Pat! I was so happy to see you comment on my post. Someone on instagram said Kevin was a kind man. We both know that already but its nice to hear again. Katey

  2. Katey you have a true gift of decorating and so many other things! I love your stories so fun to read! I truly admire your sweet family and love all the creativity you and your sweet mom have and share so much with others! Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!

  3. I saw your post on Instagram and came to read…so glad I did. I like to think the people we help are angels in disguise. God brings them into our paths to show us how blessed we are, and to teach us to hold lightly to the things of this world.
    Blessings to you and your family!

    • Thank you Vickie, I thought about the verse “Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it.” Hebrews 13:2 when kevin told me the story. Thank you for your sweet true comment. Katey

  4. Oh! What a wonderful post! Don’t you just love how God gets out attention? I know your Thanksgiving will be a beautiful event with blessings recounted. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family. XOX

  5. I love following your journey. Your posts help one stay focused on the giver and how blessed we are by his gifts. Thank you Katey.

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