by: Margaret E. Barber
There is always something "over"
When we trust our gracious Lord;
Every cup is overflowing,
His great rivers all are broad
Nothing narrow, nothing sparing,
Ever springing from His store
To His own He gives full measure,
Overflowing, evermore
There is always something "over"
When we, from the Father's hand
Take our portion with thanksgiving,
Praising for the path he planned.
Satisfaction, full and deepening,
Fills the soul, and lights the eye
When the heart has trusted Jesus
All its needs to satisfy
There is always something "over"
When we tell of all His love
Unreached depths still lie beneath us,
Unscaled heights rise far above;
Human lips can never utter
All His wondrous tenderness,
We can only praise and wonder,
And His name forever bless
Showing posts with label thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thanksgiving. Show all posts
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
'Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving....
'Twas the night before Thanksgiving
When all through the house
Every creature was stirring
Including the pet mouse
I'd made some desserts
With the best intentions and care
In hopes family members
Tongues all could bear
The children started coughing
Smells filling their heads
Smoke billowing from my oven
My heart beating with dread
Pa with the extinguisher
And I with my fan
Put out the fire
In the black, char coaled pan
Now in my kitchen
All covered with splatter
I pulled at my hair
Not dealing well with the matter
Away to the store
I flew like a flash
Tore open the doors
And threw down some cash
My mind on the brink
Of a new dreamed-up thought
Could I pass off these items
As home-made and not bought?
When what to my scheming eyes
Should appear?
A stamp claiming "HOME-MADE TASTE"
Then came the welling of tears
My heart began beating
So lively and quick
I knew in a moment
This treat was the trick
More rapid than eagles
To the cupboards I came
And I whistled out loud
When I saw - colored cellophane!!
On cabinets and counters
And dishes it flew
The cellophane glistened
As if my secret it knew
To the neighbors next door
To my family the next day
I'll pass this off! Pass this off!
And I swear I'll never say!!
My eyes -- how they twinkled
My thoughts were now merry
I had new found relief
At my dessert trays I could now carry!
They sat full and wrapped
And sitting on my shelf
And I laughed when I saw them
In spite of myself
The next day we set off
In the kitchen I did work
But then at a question
My head turned with a jerk
These wonderful treats
However did you bake?
Will you give me the recipe
So next year I might bake?
Then laying a finger
To the side of a pen
And giving a nod
And a slight, nervous grin
I wrote down directions
Feeling quite like a liar
Hoping God in his wrath
Wouldn't strike me with fire
But instead a small voice
From the other side of the room
Squealed out innocent words
That would soon seal my doom
My older son did exclaim
Though out of my sight
"Mom didn't bake these desserts
She just bought them last night!"
When all through the house
Every creature was stirring
Including the pet mouse
I'd made some desserts
With the best intentions and care
In hopes family members
Tongues all could bear
The children started coughing
Smells filling their heads
Smoke billowing from my oven
My heart beating with dread
Pa with the extinguisher
And I with my fan
Put out the fire
In the black, char coaled pan
Now in my kitchen
All covered with splatter
I pulled at my hair
Not dealing well with the matter
Away to the store
I flew like a flash
Tore open the doors
And threw down some cash
My mind on the brink
Of a new dreamed-up thought
Could I pass off these items
As home-made and not bought?
When what to my scheming eyes
Should appear?
A stamp claiming "HOME-MADE TASTE"
Then came the welling of tears
My heart began beating
So lively and quick
I knew in a moment
This treat was the trick
More rapid than eagles
To the cupboards I came
And I whistled out loud
When I saw - colored cellophane!!
On cabinets and counters
And dishes it flew
The cellophane glistened
As if my secret it knew
To the neighbors next door
To my family the next day
I'll pass this off! Pass this off!
And I swear I'll never say!!
My eyes -- how they twinkled
My thoughts were now merry
I had new found relief
At my dessert trays I could now carry!
They sat full and wrapped
And sitting on my shelf
And I laughed when I saw them
In spite of myself
The next day we set off
In the kitchen I did work
But then at a question
My head turned with a jerk
These wonderful treats
However did you bake?
Will you give me the recipe
So next year I might bake?
Then laying a finger
To the side of a pen
And giving a nod
And a slight, nervous grin
I wrote down directions
Feeling quite like a liar
Hoping God in his wrath
Wouldn't strike me with fire
But instead a small voice
From the other side of the room
Squealed out innocent words
That would soon seal my doom
My older son did exclaim
Though out of my sight
"Mom didn't bake these desserts
She just bought them last night!"
Monday, November 23, 2009
Thanksgiving
It's that special time of year
We give thanks for all we have
Here's a list that I have made
For without I would be mad
I'm thankful for the ovens --
However would we bake
The delicious turkey meals
And desserts like pie and cake?
I'm thankful for dishwashers --
And how they clean the icky mess
A wonderfully designed machine
Relieving time and stress
I'm thankful for coffee makers --
And the beverage they produce
The smell is so enticing
Along with the caffiene boost!
I'm thankful for refrigerators --
Keeping dishes well preserved
Now less cooking for a week
Leftovers I will serve!!
I'm thankful for our Tahoe --
And how it hums our boys to sleep
A drive with peace and quiet
We relax as they count sheep!
I'm thankful for my washer --
And also for my dryer
'Cause after all the trav'ling 'round
The laundry piles up higher
I'm thankful for my family --
Loved ones near and far away
Thanksgiving wouldn't mean a thing
Just a lonely eating day
I'm thankful for my treadmill --
Waiting for me to run
With all the tasty treats
More fat to burn off these giggly buns!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving
Where ever you may go
Try not to overeat
Or your butt will surely show!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!
We give thanks for all we have
Here's a list that I have made
For without I would be mad
I'm thankful for the ovens --
However would we bake
The delicious turkey meals
And desserts like pie and cake?
I'm thankful for dishwashers --
And how they clean the icky mess
A wonderfully designed machine
Relieving time and stress
I'm thankful for coffee makers --
And the beverage they produce
The smell is so enticing
Along with the caffiene boost!
I'm thankful for refrigerators --
Keeping dishes well preserved
Now less cooking for a week
Leftovers I will serve!!
I'm thankful for our Tahoe --
And how it hums our boys to sleep
A drive with peace and quiet
We relax as they count sheep!
I'm thankful for my washer --
And also for my dryer
'Cause after all the trav'ling 'round
The laundry piles up higher
I'm thankful for my family --
Loved ones near and far away
Thanksgiving wouldn't mean a thing
Just a lonely eating day
I'm thankful for my treadmill --
Waiting for me to run
With all the tasty treats
More fat to burn off these giggly buns!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving
Where ever you may go
Try not to overeat
Or your butt will surely show!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!
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