I know that going to the pumpkin patch is something usually reserved for October, but I have become accustomed to seeing the beautiful orange gourd until at least Thanksgiving. However, this week the pumpkin has begun it’s disappearing act and the proliferation of red has taken over in anticipation for the Christmas season. This makes me sad, because I love the pumpkin, I love going to the pumpkin patch, I love carving pumpkins, I love eating all the wonderful pumpkin baked goods my wife makes, I love both preparing and eating pumpkin seeds, and I love the fact that it reminds me that Thanksgiving is almost here. I can’t overstate my affection for our orange friend. (Well, maybe I have.)
I am thankful for this day, and even though they have begun to disappear, I am reminded by the pumpkin that I have a lot for which to be thankful.
“Heavenly Father, thank you for the many blessings in my life. Thank you for family and friends. May you remind me that each corner I turn, I turn because I am blessed. Thank you Father God!” Amen
As a postscript: I hope that the disappearing act is happening because they are being transformed into delicious delicacies.