Mid-December of 1995, we invited everyone in our Bible study to a Christmas party at our house. Our new addition was complete and we were excited to show everyone the finished work. I was so happy the house was finally tidy and organized. Our days of living with drywall dust, sawdust, wood chips, and tools all over the place were finally over. Anyone who’s lived through home remodeling will know what I mean. Living under a construction zone is extremely tiresome. The kids were very excited about the party and willing to help. We put up our Christmas decorations and got ready for the party.
We had a good turn out of at least a dozen people. Things were going quite well. We played games, enjoyed background Christmas music, and had good food and lots of fun. Halfway through the party, I noticed the tray I set out with assorted, individually-wrapped tea bags only had one bag left.
I signaled my twelve year old son and young teen daughter over to me.
“Hey guys, I need your help. The tea bag tray I set out on the counter by
the microwave is almost empty. I forgot to buy more tea bags, but I’m sure
you will find a few more in the usual place.”
Seconds later they were back. “Mom, we only found one tea bag. We must be
“Look through the cupboards. There has to be more than one bag of
tea in those cupboards.”
A few minutes later they reported back. “We found some tea bags and put them
“Oh, good! How many did you put out?”
“We only found eight more bags so we put them all out,” they said, eager to
get back to the party.
“Thanks guys! You did a good job searching,” I said, happy that was taken
The party was a blast. Our family began the cleanup after we said goodbye
to the last guests. You can imagine the thoughts that ran through my head
when I came across the tray with the tea bags. Right there, where the
Lipton, Chai and peppermint tea bags should have been, I found bags of tea
clearly marked, Laxative tea and PMS tea. There were exactly eight bags
By ~ Elizabeth Yalian ©2013