Tribute to Truckdrivers

Beginning this new week with thoughts and prayers for everyone whose occupationdemands many hours on highways, but esp. truckdrivers! Below Jim,(my husband who is nearing a 40 year career of truck driving), getting ready to leave. 'While many wives and mothers stoke home-sweet-home fires with prayerThat God would send each truckdriver an angel unaware'... Sometimes when we're in traffic we forget this bitty slogan,'if we've got it a truck brought it!'So how about a prayer, a smile and thumbs up, for our truckdrivers,instead of temper-flares, horn blares and raised fists! This Tribute to Truckdrivers was penned for my friend who lost her husband in May, (click for May post)after a fifty year career of driving truck.  In loving memory of Cliff Martin who is deeply missed and fondly remembered.Continued prayers for his wife and family are dearly valued. ***To you, the unsung heroes of a million miles and moreWho keep the wheels of commerce turning worldwide, shore to shoreWho leave the warmth of home, sweet home for supply and demandOf socks and shoes, cruses of oil, fertilizer and sand To you, the unsung heroes we pray God to guide and keepOft rolling through the dark night while the world is fast asleepWhere often we are guilty of forgetting what it takesSo we have chow for pup and cow and coffee for our breaks/cakes To you, the unsung heroes of love’s often Missed EventWhile you make someone else’s day across the continentWhile you transport material and tools for every tradeWhile going extra miles to keep the costs of living/loving paid To you, the unsung heroes of many a-weathered galeAnd many a-mustered steep, while praying brakes and gears won’t failWhile many wives and mothers stoke home-sweet-home fires with prayerThat God would send each truckdriver an angel unaware To you, the unsung heroes of many a lonely sceneWhile rolling down the highway, while mile on mile gapes betweenThose dearly loved, because somewhere someone depends on youTo bring the Things they need, to do the Things They Need to Do To you, the unsung heroes of facing another dayOf traffic racing on both sides because ‘you’re in the way!’Caught in a line of fire, not for faint of heart and mindSo, if you meet a truckdriver, dear car driver, be kind To you, the unsung heroes of pick-ups and drop-offs, whileHorns blare and tempers flare; not everybody wears a smileTo you, the unsung heroes of bridge-builders, buttered breadOf bringing what it takes to keep us housed and clothed and fed You are the unsung heroes of earth’s asphalt battlefieldWhere every day you face the danger of weapons, four-wheeledAnd many return home to hug their loved ones, once againBut many don’t. God, guide and guard/bless our truckdrivers, amen © Janet Martin Ps.91:1-2&4He who dwells in the shelter of the Most Highwill abide in the shadow of the Almighty.I will say to the LORD, “You are my refuge and my fortress,my God, in whom I trust.” He will cover you with His feathers;under His wings you will find refuge;His faithfulness is a shield and rampart. 'this country turns on eighteen wheels' ♫♬♬🎜