Thanksgiving

Sadly here in india they dont celebrate thanksgiving. At home its a big holiday for my family we all travel to NC to my aunts house and we eat as much delicious food as we can stuff and fellowship with are friends and family who we only get to see once a year on this occasion. So as you can imagin i was missing home quite a lot, and all i was doing here was working in the hospital. They dont have the same food as home obviously so i could not even make the food i so love to eat, that was a bummer. At vespers ashish asked me to speak about thanksgiving for 10 min and i was petrified. I do not like public speaking at all, but i succomed to his bajering. So i explained how it all came about with the pilgrims giving thanks to God and than what a typical American does, watch football, the Macy day prade, and eat turkey. I also told them about what i do every thanksgiving and how i try to do somthing new last year it was carveing the turkey (obviously only a little but becuase dad said i was to slow), and i shot a gun which was the last time in my life i hope. In church i told them that coming here to india and speaking with them was my new thing for thanksgiving even though it was nothing like my normal one. I Told them they dont have to be American to celebrate thanksgiving because its a time for everyone to thank God for all that he has done for us this past year. The next day at church i also gave the children story so i steped out of my box twice in the same week. Being a missionary has opened up so many possibilities and new experiences for me that i am so greatful. I just got a package from TAS all full of thanksgiving food, mashed potatoes, green bean casserol mix, yams, crandbery sauce, and so much more. This made my day so much now i get to have my thanksgiving feast and get to share it with my friends here in india and show them the great food we have.