Talkin' Turkey
Today was MOPS at church. MOPS stands for Mothers Of Pre Schoolers. I enjoy going to MOPS and its a fun way to get recharged as a Mom and connect with other moms. While I am at MOPS my darling Timothy is in MOPPETS--the childcare program for our children. My dear mother has graciously agreed to serve as the MOPPET co-ordinator for this year. Today she taught a great story to the children about how the Lord covers us with His wings and protects us. She shared a personal experience of seeing a mother bird do this with her chicks in a storm and also played a game with the kids. Well...today's funny comment of the day goes to Timothy who explained the game to me as he climbed into the car and said, "I was a little turkey and Grandma was a big turkey." Sometimes Timothy IS a little turkey. (Like today at the orthodontist office!) But Mom you are NEVER a big turkey. I just love ya'!

2 Comments:
If God can love turkey's God can love you. You are a turkey and I am one too...:)
Actually, I consider being called a big turkey a compliment. Turkeys are pretty good moms. The one I saw sat in the rain and storm probably all night sheltering her babies and if I can be as good a mom as that I'll accept the title. Also she reminded me of how Christ endured the storm of punishement for my sin that I deserved and was too weak to endure without sure death. "He {Christ} himself bore our sin in his own body on the tree" That parallel in the story was a little too advanced for pre-school but it spoke to my heart which is the blessing one gets for telling stories. Love, MOM
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