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Happy Thanksgiving 2019
Happy Thanksgiving from PruittWrites!
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Everyday Is Thanksgiving
Today, the day before Thanksgiving, our baby boy is 8 months old. The Lord placed the desire for Nicholas Asher Pruitt in our hearts before we ever held him in our arms. Now I can truly say, the fulfillment is better than the dream. When you’ve longed for a child, and every circumstance tells you that it won’t happen, it’s, well hard to describe. You have to hold on to the promise God gave you before you knew the circumstances. That doesn’t mean it’s not hard, but without God, even the waiting would be impossible. When you receive your blessing, the struggle makes every moment more precious. Yes there are…
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Watercolor Thanksgiving Preparations
We’re all getting ready for Thanksgiving, including the people at Macy’s. While PruittWrites will have another parade picture coming Thanksgiving, we thought an old friend might stop by first. I’m sure #RonaldMcDonald will be busy leading up to the big day!!!
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A Thankful Heart
It’s the nineteenth of November, and I’m looking forward to Nicholas’ first Thanksgiving. He will be just shy of 8 months old then. The looks on his face, and the time with him are what I’m looking forward too. This year, will be the first of many, and our joy will be overflowing. This year, my primary concern won’t be if the pecan pie sits up. I fully expect my baking to suffer, and that’s ok. I would encourage you not to over stress the preparations either. Everyone wants a good dinner for their family, but you’ve had unforgettable times when you ordered pizza. Make the dinner, but focus on…
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Franklin Serves Thanksgiving
“That He ought to be worshiped by adoration, prayer, and thanksgiving. “But that the most acceptable service of God is doing good to man. “And that God will certainly reward virtue and punish vice, either here or hereafter.” Those words were written by Benjamin Franklin concerning the act of Thanksgiving, and the importance of gratitude. I had always remembered this from my school days, but this year it hit me all over again. I was dressed as Benjamin Franklin, Hugh was Abraham Lincoln, Juan was George Washington, and Sam was, well Uncle Sam. When we were recruited for this, I never expected we would be cooking in character, but here…
