By Bonnie Culverhouse
Monday morning, Pat and I left home a little early so we would have time to stop for breakfast before going to get our Covid booster shot.
Our favorite breakfast place is Hamburger Happiness on Sibley Road, and this past Monday morning, it was more like Hamburger Hoppiness. It was hopping. The parking lot was full, the Table of Knowledge was full (you don’t want to sit with that group unless you are into heavy, political discussions), and there was a large family in the middle of the small restaurant.
We sat in a booth and struck up a conversation with the family. They are from Mississippi, heading to Texas to visit family … a three-year-old daughter with long, curly hair, her new baby brother, parents and grandparents.
I complimented the little girl, Avery, on her shirt because it had Minnie Mouse on the front. We became instant friends, and she preferred to sit in the booth with us than with her family.
We were all served breakfast at almost the same time, and as Pat and I started to dig in, Avery told us to STOP!
“We haven’t blessed the food yet,” she announced.
You could’ve heard a pin drop in that restaurant as that little girl reminded a room full of adults why we are here and why we should be thankful. She prayed the precious “God is good” prayer we all remember from our childhoods.
Such a blessing. This Thanksgiving, find your inner three-year-old and thank the One who blesses us all.
“6 The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.” Isaiah 11:6 (KJV)