I Find No Fault in You
by Pastor George Pearsons
Christmas at the Copelands.
There is nothing quite like it.
Being part of this amazing family, I have the joy of attending our Copeland Christmas Eve gatherings every year. Allow me to take you on a personal tour of this glorious evening.
Upon arrival, we unload presents, carry them into the house and place them underneath the Christmas tree. Almost instantly, the aroma of delicious food and desserts lures us straight to the kitchen.
“Come on, let's see what’s cooking.”
The kitchen is filled with serious chefs on the move. Be careful where you stand. You might get run over! All the “womenfolk” are scurrying about, stirring pots and preparing the meal. All the "menfolk" stand around waiting—everyone except me. I have my own special assignment.
I’m the designated turkey carver.
I don’t remember exactly when it happened, but some time ago, that honor was bestowed upon me. So, I grab a plate and the electric carving knife and away we go! Of course, I must sample the turkey as I go, to make sure it is carved to perfection. It’s a perk that comes with the job.
It’s Time to Eat!
When the food is finally ready, Brother Copeland calls the family together to pray. We stand in our traditional circle, holding hands, and give thanks to God for all He has done throughout the year.
“Amen” is declared. Now, it's time to eat!
Where to eat? We have choices: the kitchen counter, the den or the dining room, and when we’re ready, we can go back for seconds—and thirds!
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