Another Turkey in the Oven (standard:humor, 911 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Nov 26 2023	Views/Reads: 191/86	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I have an obligation to listen to what I am hearing. This has a degree of obedience that is important in my Christian life. I will be held accountable to what I am hearing. That means it is important to hear everything. If I miss a word I could get the wh

What would Thanksgiving be without a turkey? I read somewhere that over
45 million turkeys are purchased during the Thanksgiving holiday. I'm 
unsure if that's correct, but I believe it comes close to the mark. 

Thanksgiving is always my favorite time because the focus of
Thanksgiving is food. Nobody loves food more than I do. I am always 
anxious for our Thanksgiving dinner to come. 

This year I had a bit of apprehension before Thanksgiving. The kitchen
is just next to the living room, and I was in the living room taking a 
little snooze, and just as I was waking up, I heard from the kitchen, 
“I'm going to put that turkey in the oven today.” 

I didn't hear the conversation leading up to that phrase, but it was a
little troublesome. Am I in trouble? What did I do to get in this kind 
of trouble? 

My goal for the day was to find out why she would stuff me in the oven.
Then, maybe I can figure out how to avoid that kind of a encounter. 

Throughout the years, I know I have been somewhat of a turkey. I'm not
exactly sure what that means, but it has been referred to me quite 
often by The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. But the resemblance I 
have with the turkey is above my pay scale. 

Nevertheless, I will play this out as best I can, and if I end up in the
oven, so be it. 

Cautiously, I got up and tiptoed out to the kitchen, and looking at my
wife, I said, “Is there anything I can do to help you?” 

Looking at me suspiciously, she asked, “What did you have in mind?” 

“Anything,” I said, “that would help you getting our turkey ready for
Thanksgiving.” 

Looking at me for a moment she burst out laughing. Then she said
something that has troubled me to this very day. “You want one turkey 
to help another turkey?” 

I had no idea what she was talking about, and for the life of me, I
refused to ask her what she meant. If I would've asked her what she 
meant, the chances are pretty good she would've told me. If I had known 
what she meant, I probably would have been in deep trouble. 

Slowly, I went back into the living room and set up my chair to ponder
what had just happened. I then heard from the kitchen, “Yes, he said 
that.” Then, there was a burst of laughter. I wished I knew who she was 
talking to. 

Despite this negativity, I decided I would live this Thanksgiving time
with a great deal of positivity. After all, it might be my last 
Thanksgiving. 

It's easy to get down about something, particularly if you don't have
all the facts. I often hear somebody say something and misinterpret it 
because I don't hear everything they say. That can get a person like me 
into trouble. 

I can't recall all the times I got in trouble with The Gracious Mistress
of the Parsonage because I didn't hear everything she said. She often 
tells me, “I know, my dear, you can hear but can't listen.” 

She's right on that one. It has cost me a lot down the years not being
able to listen. I can hear words, but sometimes I misinterpret them to 
mean something altogether different and what they mean. 

That was a little over a week ago, and we had a wonderful Thanksgiving
with the family. The turkey on the table was very delicious. I don't 
think I've had a better turkey all my life. 

Cautiously, as I took a bite of that turkey, I glanced over at The
Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. I was trying to find out a clue as 
to what I heard on the telephone this past week. She was paying me no 
attention and just enjoying the family around the table. 


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