Forever Thankful...

It is Thanksgiving Weekend in Canada! Happy Thanksgiving Wherever in the world you are!Because every day ought to be a 'give thanks' day! With less people living at home I have (reluctantly)scaled back the traditional Thanksgiving Weekend bake-blitz!Like and and !💖😋But!!! not totally😅!One of our dinner-guests today does not eat dessert/sweets.I am going to do my best to make him wish he did!!All in good grace and fun! Col.3:15Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Isa.25:1O LORD, You are my God. I will exalt You, I will praise Your name, For You have done wonderful things; Your counsels of old are faithfulness and truth. For seasons as they bloom then lieLike fallen leaves beneath blue sky,,, For seasons as they bloom then lieLike fallen leaves beneath blue skyFor overflowing flower-smilesAnd autumn’s gold and auburn islesFor little girl with little kittenFor mother-hearts so dearly smittenBy beauty’s wonders, duty-wildThat seem to haste to woo the childFrom innocence, to dreams to caresBeneath an umbrella of prayers For privilege to bear the smartOf pangs love’s fond farewells impartFor harvest’s air of urgencyMingling with awed humilityFor melodies that slip and sweepIn leaf-shaped notes that none can keepFor health and strength, though should both failFor hope beyond this troubled valeIf we repent, trust and obeyHe who will guide us through each day For toil’s common ingredientsAnd spoil that authors reverenceTo God, for earth’s fulness thereofTo we, below, from He aboveAs planted furrow overflowsWith bounty His goodness bestowsThrough every good and perfect giftWe pluck and thresh, chop, stir or siftTo awe us as we recognizeWhat mercy daily bread supplies For comfy chairs and cozy nooksFor cups of tea and love of booksFor hands to hold through life’s distressTo fine-tune fervent thankfulnessWith joy, much sweeter than beforeThe test of trouble that we boreFor faith, established in God’s wordFor His promises undeterredMay we never forget to raiseA hymn of holy, humble praise For comfort to rush mortal frameWith truth no scorner’s tongue can maimThat will never be overthrownWhere, though bold foes may boast and lureJustice and righteousness endureThrough the salvation of the LordTherefore we rejoice in His WordForevermore; worship resoundsWith gladness that transcends all bounds For reason to review God’s graceUntil nothing is commonplaceUntil the best we have to bringIs love’s breath-by-breath offeringOf adoration and delightUntil desire’s appetiteHungers and thirsts for things above(Not cursed with lucre-kindled love)Until that great and glorious dayWhen praise will never lose its way © Janet Martin From our House to YoursHappy Thanksgiving...