I AM THANKFUL

I look at my life, we don't have any money, bills are due, kids need Christmas gifts and the van is in need of major repairs but none of that matters because I just got to be with the poor. The needy, the Hungry, the lost. My problems are nothing. God will take care of us.

I saw Jesus today in the eyes of a homeless man, in the hands of a broken, hurting child, in the words of a grateful mother. How can I not be changed by that. Every time, God uses these amazing people to chip away at ME.

I am thankful that my husband road on a bus through the most dangerous zip code in Baton Rouge, 70805, that is where the Dream Center is. He went to pick up people for a Thanksgiving feast. He laughed with them, even sang with them and he valued them and they knew it.

I am thankful that Evangeline told me she wants to serve at the Dream Center her entire life. she wants to marry someone that serves there and then live there together. She served Tea to our guest tonight like a roller waitress rolling from table to table on her "Heelies".

I am thankful that Steele gets excited at just the mention of going to the Dream Center. He played on the play ground with all the other kids from 5pm till 8pm. Today he only knows integration and equality.

I am thankful for my life. For my family. For my church, and for the opportunity to serve the children of God.

I am thankful that I knew George and that he was my friend. I am thankful that I have many really wonderful friends that keep me accountable, encourage me, rebuke me and love me dearly.

I am thankful that Jesus doesn't EVER give up on us.

I am so thankful.

I think this Thanksgiving will go down as the best Thanksgiving ever.

Comments

Shawn Wilson said…
That post right there made my week. Thanks. I've had a frustrating week with work and I needed to hear from a fellow traveler. You are a great example of Christ, I pray that I can make a difference in the world like you. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.
11/21/2007
agardana said…
Carole,
I am thankful to have a friend like you. To know the Turners is a blessing. To have someone who never judges, speaks her mind, and pours herself into whatever she does. It is amazing to watch God move in your life. Who would have thought you would be in elevate and know I can't imagine you anywhere else. We love you guys and want you to know we count you as precious family. Kiss Steele and Evangeline and tell them Happy Thanksgiving from us.
Stacie
11/22/2007
Anonymous said…
Happy Thanksgiving, Carole. You know I am thankful for you. I'm looking forward to coming at Christmas time, and maybe my kids and I can do a little dream center time, too. We would love to. We'll talk soon.
11/22/2007
Carole Turner said…
Ok, you all are gonna make me cry. See why I am thankful!?
11/22/2007
HerstoryGirl said…
AWESOME POST!!!

Girl, I wish I could have been there with you!

You and Dean and Evangeline and Steele have been such a blessing in our lives. I thank God for bringing you into our lives.
Much love,
Summer =)
11/22/2007
Randy & Susan Rogers said…
You are the bomb. We are so blessed. I just love serving with you, Dean, E and Steele. Can not imagine my life without you'll. See you next week.

love and blessings,
susan
11/24/2007
Anonymous said…
I know we don't always see things the same way but I love you more than life and am thankful everyday for you, Dean and our wonderful grandchildren. I love you. Happy Thanksgiving. LOVE MOM
11/26/2007
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