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Rhyme and Reason: Thankful
We are entering the time of the year in which we are reminded the most about giving thanks. We all know giving thanks should be a year-long habit, and most of us do try to make it so, but still, it's never more present in our minds than when the holidays roll around. Let's remind ourselves of the importance of giving daily thanks. : )
"A Thanksgiving Thought"
When you woke up this morning
And washed your sleepy face,
Did you think to pause a minute or two
And thank God for His grace?
Or when you stepped outside today
And you saw that big blue sky,
And that shinin' sun that smiles on you
Like the Lord was sayin' "Hi"...
Did you stop to pray and thank the Lord
For the good He sends your way,
For His matchless love and His endless care
That He pours out everyday?
How would you rate
At the Pearly Gate
If God said, "Don't you know...
You've as many days
As you filled with praise
When you walked down there below!"
Would you get to spend
Just a short weekend
Or a half a dozen worth,
If He let you stay
For each single day
That you thanked Him while on earth?
While it sure is great
That we celebrate
What we call Thanksgiving Day,
And it's fun to see
All the family
And to watch the children play...
Still, it just seems odd
That we thank our God
Only when Thanksgiving's here,
For it seems to me
Giving thanks should be
Every day throughout the year!
-Connie Hinnen Cook
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"Thanksgiving Every Day"
The table is brimming with good things to eat;
We're surrounded by family and friends; what a treat.
The feelings that fill us today can’t be beat;
It’s Thanksgiving Day, and it all feels complete.
The table is brimming with good things to eat;
We're surrounded by family and friends; what a treat.
The feelings that fill us today can’t be beat;
It’s Thanksgiving Day, and it all feels complete.
But other days, sometimes things don’t seem so fine;
Those days are not polished and don’t seem to shine.
It's then in our minds, we forget all the good,
And think of the things we would get, if we could.
Those days are not polished and don’t seem to shine.
It's then in our minds, we forget all the good,
And think of the things we would get, if we could.
On days when our thinking causes us dread,
If we could remember, it’s all in our head,
And not let our minds take our gratitude away,
Then we'd make every day like Thanksgiving Day.
-Karl Fuchs
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"A Prayer of Thanksgiving"
Let us give thanks...
For generous friends...with hearts as big as hubbards
and smiles as bright as their blossoms;
For feisty friends as tart as apples;
For continuous friends, who, like scallions and cucumbers,
keep reminding us we had them;
For crotchety friends, as sour as rhubarb and as indestructible;
For handsome friends, who are as gorgeous as eggplants and
as elegant as a row of corn -- and the others -- as plain as
potatoes, and so good for you.
For funny friends, who are as silly as brussels sprouts and as
amusing as Jerusalem artichokes, and serious friends as
complex as cauliflowers and as intricate as onions;
For friends as unpretentious as cabbages, as subtle as
summer squash, as persistent as parsley, as delightful as dill,
as endless as zucchini, and who -- like parsnips -- can be
counted on to see you through the long winter;
For old friends, nodding like sunflowers in the evening-time,
and young friends coming on as fast as radishes;
For loving friends, who wind around as like tendrils, and
hold us despite our blights, wilts, and witherings;
And finally, for those friends now gone, like gardens past,
that have been harvested - but who fed us in their times that
we might have life thereafter;
For all these we give thanks.
- Max Coots
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"I'll Sit Here and Pray"
So I'll sit here now and I'll pray to You
('though I can't really say why),
as the walls collapse around me
and my loved ones suffer and die,
and my health gives way and bills pile up
and time slips too quickly past,
as I count all the joys life's denied me,
and those that didn't last.
I'll offer You thanks, my Creator,
for the gifts You've yet to repeal;
for walking and vision and laughter,
for music, and dreams that seem real,
for people who love me and seasons that change,
for my body's own memories of love,
and I'll sit here and pray in the darkness,
for all the good it does.
-Veronica A. Shoffstall
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If we could remember, it’s all in our head,
And not let our minds take our gratitude away,
Then we'd make every day like Thanksgiving Day.
-Karl Fuchs
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"A Prayer of Thanksgiving"
Let us give thanks...
For generous friends...with hearts as big as hubbards
and smiles as bright as their blossoms;
For feisty friends as tart as apples;
For continuous friends, who, like scallions and cucumbers,
keep reminding us we had them;
For crotchety friends, as sour as rhubarb and as indestructible;
For handsome friends, who are as gorgeous as eggplants and
as elegant as a row of corn -- and the others -- as plain as
potatoes, and so good for you.
For funny friends, who are as silly as brussels sprouts and as
amusing as Jerusalem artichokes, and serious friends as
complex as cauliflowers and as intricate as onions;
For friends as unpretentious as cabbages, as subtle as
summer squash, as persistent as parsley, as delightful as dill,
as endless as zucchini, and who -- like parsnips -- can be
counted on to see you through the long winter;
For old friends, nodding like sunflowers in the evening-time,
and young friends coming on as fast as radishes;
For loving friends, who wind around as like tendrils, and
hold us despite our blights, wilts, and witherings;
And finally, for those friends now gone, like gardens past,
that have been harvested - but who fed us in their times that
we might have life thereafter;
For all these we give thanks.
- Max Coots
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"I'll Sit Here and Pray"
So I'll sit here now and I'll pray to You
('though I can't really say why),
as the walls collapse around me
and my loved ones suffer and die,
and my health gives way and bills pile up
and time slips too quickly past,
as I count all the joys life's denied me,
and those that didn't last.
I'll offer You thanks, my Creator,
for the gifts You've yet to repeal;
for walking and vision and laughter,
for music, and dreams that seem real,
for people who love me and seasons that change,
for my body's own memories of love,
and I'll sit here and pray in the darkness,
for all the good it does.
-Veronica A. Shoffstall
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