Like Fresh-baked Bread...

“When you reflect on your work,give thanks that every breath you took,all the intelligence you applied,all the strength you exerted, was a gift of God,so that your working becomes an occasion of happy, thankful worship as you think about it.”— Instruct those who are not to be conceited and not to put their hope in the uncertainty of wealth,but in God, who richly provides all things for us to enjoy. Yesterday was Thanksgiving Bake Day! Baking always brings me pleasure... ...and it's easy to worship when oil cruses and flour vessels are full! Would I be as willing in my worship if they were not?A thought to challenge/purify my gratitude! This day is thine and mine to breakLike fresh-baked bread; to take and blessTo savour every crumb and flakeLike manna in the wilderness This is the day the Lord has madeHe does not author thoughtlesslyIts lease; then do not be afraid Today’s ephemeral empireOf morn-noon-night slips through our touchFutile to wallow in the mireOf yesterday’s defeats and such Better to taste our gift of days Like fresh-baked bread; simple and sweetAnd with each morsel/mouthful offer praiseTo He who gives to we who eat Janet Martin -Fernando Ortega