May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in faith so that you overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit (Romans 15:13, Common English Bible).
This is part 20 in the November Thanksgiving series, “Pass the…” for a listing on the other posts please see the index.
Well, the truth is, I don’t really have an opinion one way or the other when it comes to giblet gravy. Since it is most often and most traditionally eaten on top of cornbread dressing, and I rarely eat cornbread dressing, I also rarely eat giblet gravy. I have eaten it and even without the dressing, I don’t have much of an opinion about the food.
During my growing up years I never really remember giblet gravy being a topic of discussion in my family. It was something on the table. People ate it, but that was about the extent of it.
When I was introduced to Thanksgiving with Cindy’s family I learned that, at least for some people, it is not just a big deal about Thanksgiving, it is a HUGE deal about the holiday. Thanksgiving just isn’t Thanksgiving without the giblet gravy. And, Cindy was the one who led that particular Thanksgiving parade. She loves the stuff. I also think it was then she decided maybe there was a little something wrong with me. Since she won’t eat raw tomatoes and I love them, I can say the same about her.
In most families I have been around, enough giblet gravy (or perhaps some other gravy) is made to fill a nice gravy boat and there is plenty there for all who want some on their dressing. Such would never do with Cindy’s family. When Cindy’s mother makes giblet gravy it is in a good sized pot and you serve yourself from the stove because it would require a good sized bowl and those are in use for other things we eat at Thanksgiving.
I have heard Cindy say, more than once, she could eat giblet grave (in general and her mother’s to be more specific) just like a bowl of creamy soup. I confess I thought that was a bit weird at first. Once Cindy and I were married and all her brothers got married and there started to be grandkids around, it wasn’t long before it became easy to see this love of giblet gravy was something that ran in the family. I don’t know if Cindy coached her or not, but I have heard one niece say, “This is so good I could eat it as soup.” Hence the reason Cindy’s mother has to make giblet gravy in a large amount.
In our lesson above, Paul is really asking God’s blessings on the Roman Christians. Paul is asking God to fill them with joy and peace. If you have ever wondered what that kind of joy might look like, I would invite you to watch someone who is getting to sit down and eat one of their very favorite things (for me, though I don’t eat it much these days, pecan pie, which I will ask you to pass later in the series). As joyful as their face may be and as good of an example we might think that is, I know the joy that comes when we are filled with the joy of the Holy Spirit exceeds anything something like food might bring to us.
Giblet gravy does, however, remind me of that joy. When I gather with Cindy’s family and see the joy so many of them get when they scoop up the giblet gravy, even though I care nothing about it, that gravy brings joy to me. Seeing those I love filled with joy, brings joy to me.
So, would you pass the giblet gravy. I’m not sure if I actually want any or not, but I look forward to passing it on so I can see the look of joy on the faces of these people I love. It reminds me of what they look like when they are filled with joy that comes from God above.
Have a blessed day in the Lord.
Peace and Joy,
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