First Snow at Thanksgiving

Yesterday, in metropolitan Kansas City the temperature hovered around 74 degrees and felt like a humid spring day until...

Today the temperature has been falling most of the day and is supposed to be down to freezing by 5:00 PM.

Around 12:30 it began snowing at my apartment, first very heavily and then not so heavy. Now, the green grass is almost covered with snow, but the sidewalks and streets are still too warm for any accumulation. Even so, the snow is very pretty on the grass and I hope it last for a while.

It sure helps to get in the "holiday" spirit and mood.

Here is a little Thanksgiving story from my friend Paul who passed away a few years ago.

A country preacher decided to skip services one Sunday and head to the hills to do some bear hunting. As he rounded the corner on a perilous twist in the trail, he collided with a bear, sending him and his rifle tumbling down the mountainside. His rifle went one way, and he went the other, landing on a rock and breaking both legs.

That was the good news. The bad news was the ferocious bear was charging at him, and he couldn't move.

"Oh, Lord," the preacher prayed, "I'm so sorry for skipping services today to come out here and hunt. Please forgive me and grant me just one wish: Please make a Christian out of that bear that's coming at me. Please, Lord!"

That very instant the bear skidded to a halt, fell to its knees, clasped its paws together and began to pray aloud at the preacher's feet:

"Dear God, thank you and bless this food that I am about to receive!"

Happy Thanksgiving!