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I'm Very Thankful

I’m Very Thankful!
 
I’m very thankful for everything the Lord has made...
Everything he’s created…  His beauty is displayed!
 
I’m very thankful for the breath I have to breathe…
Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave.
 
I’m very thankful for the way God has made so evident.
The principles of his word…  Are so relevant!
 
I’m very thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown…
It has brought blessings and healing to my home!
 
I’m very thankful for the many things he’s done for me…
He’s given me his love which flows abundantly!
 
I’m very thankful that each day,..  Is another to live for him…
He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin.
 
I’m very thankful that I can write
 these words from my heart.
I know that he’s with me.  And he’ll never depart!
 
I’m very thankful that you’re reading
 what I’ve been saying…
May this cause you to once again start praying!
 
I pray that this same Jesus I know…
 Who’s merciful and kind…
Will speak words of hope to you
 and give you a peace of mind.
 
I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended.
You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.”
 
Thank you Lord!  For what you’ve
 done and are going to do…
It’s another way that I can say 
 “I LOVE YOU!”
 
Thank you Lord!  For all that I‘ve 
received and so much more…
You’ve made my life complete… 
And are worth living for!
 
By Jim Pemberton   01/25/11


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Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.


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Michael's Blessed Birthday (Kyrielle Sonnet)

Have a blessed birthday Michael J Today I knelt for you to pray May His guiding light shine on you God’s grace I pray will bring you through May you have strength on your birthday With family this holiday Celebrating with faith like new God’s grace I pray will bring you through As your son returns home today Like a rainbow brightens the day Continue to wear a smile too God’s grace I pray will bring you through Have a blessed birthday Michael J God’s grace I pray will bring you through © Joseph, 11/20/07 © All Rights Reserved Hello Michael, have a blessed birthday and Thanksgiving holiday with your brave son and family. May God bless each of you always and as a family! The Kyrielle Sonnet is a French form from the Middle Ages. It has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrains and a non-rhyming couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each stanza. Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet has eight syllables. There are times when a French poem links back to the poem’s beginning; therefore, a common practice is to combine the first line of the first quatrain and the refrain in each quatrain as the ending couplet for the poem.


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Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom

(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)



Solomon Mahlangu: My Blood will Nourish the Tree that will Bear the Fruits of Freedom:



Solomon Mahlangu was trained as an MK soldier with a view to later rejoining the struggle in the country.


He left South Africa after the Soweto Uprising of 1976 when he was 19 years old, and was later chosen to be part of an elite force to return to South Africa to carry out a mission commemorating the June 16th 1976 Soweto student uprising.


After entering South Africa through Swaziland and meeting his fellow comrades in Duduza, on the East Rand (east of Johannesburg), they were accosted by the police in Goch Street in Johannesburg.


In the ensuing gun battle two civilians were killed and two were injured, and Mahlangu and Motloung were captured while acting as decoys so that the other comrade could go and report to the MK leadership.


Motloung was brutally assaulted by the police to a point that he suffered brain damage and was unfit to stand trial, resulting in Mahlangu facing trial alone.


He was charged with two counts of murder and several charges under the Terrorism Act, to which he pleaded not guilty.


Though the judge accepted that Motloung was responsible for the killings, common purpose was argued and Mahlangu was found guilty on two counts of murder and other charges under the Terrorism Act.


On 15 June 1978 Solomon Mahlangu was refused leave to appeal his sentence by the Rand Supreme Court, and on 24 July 1978 he was refused again in the Bloemfontein Appeal Court.


Although various governments, the United Nations, International Organizations, groups and prominent individuals attempted to intercede on his behalf, Mahlangu awaited his execution in Pretoria Central Prison, and was hanged on 6 April 1979.


His hanging provoked international protest and condemnation of South Africa and Apartheid.


In fear of crowd reaction at the funeral the police decided to bury Mahlangu in Atteridgeville in Pretoria.


On 6 April 1993 he was re-interred at the Mamelodi Cemetery, where a plaque states his last words:


‘My blood will nourish the tree that will bear the fruits of freedom.

Tell my people that I love them.

They must continue the fight.’



Mahlangu died for a cause!



Salute!



The Struggle Continues…




(special thanks to a friend who shared this tribute to Solomon Mahlangu)


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Let's Praise the Lord

Let’s praise the Lord!
All you people of the land!
Let’s praise him with every
Instrument we have on hand!

Let’s shout praises to his
wonderful name!
A message of rejoicing,
we need to proclaim!

Let’s come before him,
with love from our hearts!
This is where a victorious
life really starts!

Let’s bring him our thanks
and appreciation!
And sing of his tender mercy
and wondrous salvation!

Let’s bring him a heart filled
With hope and cheer!
The coming of the lord,
is so very near!

We bless the father, the spirit
and son!
Through the blood of Jesus,
we have overcome!


By Jim Pemberton


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A Story My Mother Told Me

someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


a wife left South Africa in the 1960’s to join her husband 
who was in exile at the time...

in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...

the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...

one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...

the wife knocked on their neighbour’s door, in an apartment complex in Bombay

the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...

the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...

a Parsi ‘Bone-Setter’ was promptly summoned...

the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing ‘Bone-Setter’ written on the Parsi gentleman’s bag...

by the way, the ‘Bone-Setter’ worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...

but still on that day, while the ‘Bone-Setter’ was seeing to the husband...

the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...

the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...

and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...

the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...

she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...

the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...

‘Zubeida’, but you can call me ‘Zubie’...

the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...

the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her ‘sister’ from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...

Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...

then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...

the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...

a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady’s daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...

the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a ‘sister’ in Delhi...

Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...

This was in the mid-1970’s...

Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...

the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...

a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...

a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...

and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the ‘other’ in as a sister, a fellow human...

and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...

hope...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


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Everything Will Be Alright

In His Arms, He holds me tight
And whispers sweetness in my ear.
It's everything I've been longing to hear:
"Everything will be alright."


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My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


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Cookies-Food For Thought

Cookies -
Why can’t I have the chocolate one
I want more
She took my cookie
Hers is bigger than mine
I want to trade
That’s not fair

Cookies +
Thank you for the cookie
I love you
Thanks for all you do for me
I am satisfied
This is good
I am loved
Written By  Deborah Finneran :)  2013


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Time to Go in loving memory of my mother

My mom was a strong woman, and stubborn too,
Yet she had a soft side, between me and you.
That side she would show, when you least expected,
But let me tell you, she was well respected.

Mom was quite unique, and was one of a kind,
She was set in her ways, so keep that in mind.
The youngest of nine, she had gotten her way,
Spoiled by her siblings’, almost every day.

Right out of high school, she had married my dad,
Blessed with three children, plus fifty years they had.
They both were hard workers, in all that they did,
My dad taught himself, from when he was a kid.

My mom was a smoker, for forty-six years,
Some day it would happen, she’d face all her fears.
Lung cancer she had, and inoperable too,
Her time on this earth, would be shortened we knew.

Radiation and Chemo, had done their thing,
Remission set in, tears of joy it did bring.
We would go out at night, to shop and to talk,
I knew she enjoyed, getting out for a walk.

Two years had gone by, after Thanksgiving Day,
Her pain had returned, but was afraid to say.
She’d lie on the couch; it was strength she did lack,
We knew in our hearts, that the cancer came back.

We shared lots of laughter, but many a tear,
I tried to assure her, she’d nothing to fear.
“Please watch over your dad, this one thing I ask.”
“I know it will be, quite a difficult task.”

One morning in March, Hospice called us to say,
You may want to come, for she’s slipping away.
For the night before, mom told me to stay home,
“Be there for your kids, you can call me by phone.”

When we all arrived, for a moment she woke,
Her eyes said it all, not a word had she spoke.
We stayed by her bedside, just holding her hand,
“It’s time to let go mom, we all understand”.

A few days had passed, not ready to let go,
For it had been raining, but letting up slow.
The sun began shining, the clouds disappeared,
Opening the heavens, for mom’s time has neared.

We gathered together, her forehead we kissed,
Whispering so softly, how much she’d be missed.
“Your time has arrived mom, just follow the light”,
She left us so peaceful, she gave up her fight.

It was time to drive home, in the car we got,
Then something had happened, while leaving the lot.
Huge drops of rain falling, it had to be fate.
They were tears of joy; she was at heaven’s gate.


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In God's Hands

  I am malleable in God’s hands, 
No one can shape me like He can, 
He never gives me anything that I can’t handle, 
He always knows what He is doing, 
No one can compare to Him, 
He is the father I never had, 
I can truly trust, love, and honor Him, 
Because He made me, 
He loves me, 
And I love Him, 
I will never be able to put my heart into someone else’s hands with such trust!
Because He is love! 
And I am His. 
- Inspired by Jeremiah 18:6 

                                                  
                                                  Jeremiah 18:6 NIV
“O house of Israel, can I not do with you as the potter does? declares the Lord. 
“Like clay in the hands of potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.


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Before a rainbow appears there must be a little rain

Before a rainbow appears
there must be a little rain
Before we find true love
we must have a little pain
you might run away from your problems
but your problems still remain
you have to leave the past behind
before you can make a change.

To travel through life successfully
you have to accept life is no bed of roses
and you have to ride the storms
see problems as a challenge
you can learn from
take the bull by the horns.

You can't rely on others
to give you a helping hand
and get on
you may have won a battle
but there maybe a war to overcome.

Life is for living
and serving God up above
to thank him for all he has done
and his love.

Don't put off until tomorrow
what you can do today
or one morning you may wake up
to find it's too late
your old and grey.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


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Catch My Fall

God, please heal this broken soul
And tell me where to go
Because I don't know where to go.
Into Your Arms,
I give my all
Because You're the Only One
Who can catch my fall.


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A Walk With You

A walk in the woods...
The sun shines through the tree leaves...
My time with You, Lord...
Under trees, orange and yellow...
With the fresh cool breeze of fall...


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I'm So Thankful

I’m So Thankful! I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


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The Nameless - for South Africans of all colours who fought for freedom


The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor ink spilled.

The nameless rest.

Their silent sacrifice,

quiet ordeal,

muted trauma,

remain interred,

amongst their remains.

The nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are doctorates conferred, nor eulogies recited.

Not for the nameless are honours bestowed, nor homages directed.

The nameless rest.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

in every step that we tread.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

for their spirit is not dead.


“Your name is unknown, your deed is immortal”
- inscription at The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier WWII in Moscow


Special thanks to my dearest elder sister Tasneem Nobandla Moolla, whose conversations with me about life as a non-white person growing up in pre and post-Apartheid South Africa prompted me to write this dedication to the countless, nameless South Africans of every colour, whose sacrifices and dedication in the struggle against Apartheid tyranny must never be forgotten.


My sister’s middle name ‘Nobandla’ which is an isiXhosa name and means “she who is of the people” was given by her godfather, Nelson Mandela, my father’s ‘best-man who could not be, as Nelson Mandela was unable to-make it to my parent’s wedding as he was in jail at the time in the old Johannesburg Fort. This was the 31st December 1961.


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This Thanksgiving Day


This Thanksgiving Day... During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


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Prayers For Lori

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Peace, the kind the Master gives
Requires faith that He will provide.
Ask all things, as according to His will
Yielding to Him, your fears and doubts.
Enjoy the comfort only He can provide,
Rest in His love, as that of Father and child.
Serenity can be found beyond understanding.

Forge hope, a stronghold of faith, yet unseen.
Offer thanksgiving for God’s wonderful blessings.
Remember, He also wants His children to be healthy.

Lori, please know that you are loved beyond your circle.
Others, upon your behalf, petitions God for your healing.
Resounding voices are lifted up, desiring joy for your family
Indeed we ask, “Render, O God, your tender mercy!”

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By Our Side

By my side:
The tallest mountain,
The calmest pond,
The purest stream;
My hope and strength,
Faith and love;
The Lord,
Our God,
Always by our side


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Jesus, Please Take Over Me

You've fallen down again;
How can you let darkness win?
You just scraped your knee,
You didn't break your leg.
It will all be okay;
I will give you strength.
Brush it off, my child;
Come and take my hand.
Let me help you up again;
You will be okay.
I have always been with you,
And I always will be.
I am by your side,
But this time,
Will you allow me to take the lead?


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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


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The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.


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When I am Weak

When I am Weak

How could I not but thank you?
When billows around me roll,
When life’s busy struggles infold me,
When battles have taken their toll.

How could I not but thank you?
When my strength fails me more each day,
When the pain that I feel plagues my body,
When I'm humbled as I pray.

How could I not but thank you?
When death comes so close to my door,
When it pushes me deeper in sorrow,
Yet somehow my spirits do soar.

For when is my soul ever freer?
When it cries out from depths I’ve not known.
When my God seems to be so much nearer,
When awaiting my heavenly home.

When now I feel love so much stronger,
When loved ones I cherish more dear.
When in sickness and pain I am blessed,
When in weakness Jerusalem’s clear.

Brenda Meier-Hans
08.29.2014


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Rowdy Racecar

ZOOOOOOOMING speedily…
Tires squeaking from exhaust… high in volume 
Racecar spews out smoke…
Blinding the eyes of a thousand fans

Blooming havoc…
Explosions avalanche downwards 
Racecar drives fast and furiously 
Awesome feelings launch through me
Projecting panic and twisted bliss  

Catching the audience’s full attention…
Tension between challengers increase
Who could stand in their way… not even the coaches
Racecar screeches on the racing street…
Ain’t this competition neat? Come! Take a seat!
This event is brilliant – it’s such a treat!

Producing thrill or disappointment…
Car organs, fragments, shards, remains, limbs, veins 
Spurts out in flames… flying at every possible direction 
Countless racecars… barely functions – this scene is extremely horrendous!

Yet, the victories are gracious!
Vibrant applauses and thanksgiving triggers enlightening cheer
Have no fear!!! 
The moment is ever so precious!

Racecar…you make so much racket and suspense!
Rowdiness is in your nature…who will pay the expense??


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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


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A Woman Like You

   Always I have dreamed of loving a woman like you ,
So kind and understanding in all of the things you do.
   Everyday you are always the same so full of life,
Making me so proud the day you become my wife.
    Never do I worry when things do not go my way,
Only words of encouragement you would have to say.
    To hear  you laugh or to see  your beautiful smile ,
Stays with me in my thoghts for such a long while.
    I am forever thinking of the happiness you bring me,
Confirming our lives together  was always meant to be .
   Every night I Thank my Lord for how special you've been,
I find myself a very Blessed man for what he did.
   A person could ask for no more when it comes to love ,
Especially when there's no doubt it was made from above.
Tac


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Jesus Is Our Provider

Jesus provides our needs...
Just ask Him and you will see.
Give Him the praise,
He is the Lord of our destiny.

God is faithful to His own...
Praise Him in song.
It pleases Him to be
The one who provides for you and me. 

Trust Him to lead...
He is there to help us believe.
His love is unconditional,
Jesus is the rock that we stand on.

He will not fail or leave us...
It is because of Him that we can trust.
Have faith in our Lord and Savior.
It's because of Him that we find favor.

Thank you Lord...
For giving to us Your Son.
Thank you for providing for your own,
For Jesus is our provider and our song.


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Jesus Has Given All That I Need

Jesus Has Given All That I Need!

Jesus has given all that I need!
An abundance of life, he’s give to me!

He’s given true love and so much more!
He truly is what life is really meant for!

He’s come that I may be totally forgiven!
And has blessed the way I’m livin’!

He’s brought an overflowing joy and love!
And blessed our home, from heaven above!

He’s given to me a heart filled with singing!
And overflowed my heart with thanksgiving!

He’s come and bound our hearts together!
And promised to be with us!  Now and forever!

He offers all of this!  The choice has been made!
I’ve certainly received
 the best of the trade!

I praise you my Lord!  I am so very blessed!
You took my sinful life, and gave your best!

You’ve fulfilled my life beyond any desire!
I’ll tell others of you and lift your name higher!

Thank you my Lord!  I’m honored to know you!
I say all of this, because
 of how much I love you!

By Jim Pemberton    11/27/13


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Gratitude

Giving of that which is due,
       Granting what is from the heart true.
 Right is this simple action,
       Run then from careless distraction.
 Attitude is that which is at the center,
       Apathy must one not allow to enter.
 Thanksgiving is this central theme,
       Therefore this all should scream.
 Insolence must quickly disappear,
       Introspection is what is dear.
 Totality is needed in expression,
       Timidity should be in regression.
 Uplifting for those who comply,
       Understood by all who try.
 Depression is, therefore, gone,
       Dependence must be on God alone. 
 Expression is the desired end,
       Excitement to you it will send.


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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Paragon Of Excellence

Here stands a fair beauty 
Queen with poise and 
Dignity.
The daughter of an 
Erudite,an erudite herself
One of the three central 
Spoke-persons in the 
Assembly of law-givers.
The defender of the 
Helpless,mother of the 
Motherless. As fearless as 
A lion,who dared the 
Gunners in power,time 
Had she spent in jail, 
Thrown in by the most 
Powerful.
One thought she would 
Cower down,yet more 
Resolute she became.
For stonewalls do not 
Make a prison make.
She still the people's 
Mouthpiece.
Champion of war on 
Gender in-equality,a 
Visionary leader,hope is 
Rekindled-hearts rejoice, 
Tears of joy pour freely as 
She mounts the podium 
Of power.


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Be Thankful for A Teacher

This is dedicated to the P-12 teachers that do hard all day every day who go beyond the call 
of duty to innovate and educate we get a lot put on our plate and still pour out much love all 
because we are annointed and appointed to teach from the best teacher the Creator from 
above. Enjoy your break. Give yourself a date. I know your pain. Give thanks in Jesus's 
name. That we have strength of Him to lead a class, carry on multiple tasks, exemplify love, 
share knowledge,be a witness and serve the community.Parents be thankful for the teacher 
this holiday. Please to your child don't say I wish you had a school day. Give the good 
teachers a break because the bad ones could care less about giving their best on anyday. 
Teaching is not money its about sowing a seed to have a grand future harvest.  Be thankful 
this Thanksgiving for a teacher indeed.


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Prime Mover

Like the seraphs whose wings unfold,
Christ's light and glory goes not untold;
as the love of his humble grace
moves inside me all time and space,

as the planets orbit heaven's sun
and encircle it one by one--
so, too, am I caught in his sway,
beloved of him from day to day.

Through hosts of astral dimension
God's angels fix their attention
with expectancy and burning pause
amidst the universe's First Cause.

He, the one true Incarnation  
that begets cosmic causation,
resolves the Infinite Regress
from the pre-Socratics' egress

with his omniscient wisdom
and the archives of his kingdom
where all can come and read and know
what miracles he'll yet bestow.


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Thanksgiving

I sat in this very spot, a year ago today.

I thought about everything, I felt I needed to say.

As I thought hard for a little while,

To my face came, a big ‘ole smile.

 

Reflecting back on all I’ve done

Through all the hardships and all I’ve won.

I came to realize, I’ve got it good.

Why I chose to complain, I’ve never understood.

 

I have a roof over my head and food on the table,

I am in good health with a body that’s able.

I have two parents that love me so,

I know my mom still cries every time I go.

 

I’ve got clothes that cover my back,

Never have I steered far from the right track.

On my shoulders lies a good head,

Not making bad choices, the good instead.

 

Friends have come and they have went

Those who’ve stayed don’t know what they’ve meant.

I’ve become a stronger person this past year.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen this clear.

 

I now know what’s important in my life

I’ve eliminated the negativity and the strife.

Living for me is what I’ve begun to do,

Me and my past have broken up, we’re through.


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A Profound Thought

 

                 HAVE YOU EVER PLACED
                 BEFORE YOUR FACE
                 YOUR HAND 
                 THEN SAID GRACE
                 THAT YOU CAN EVEN PLACE 
                 AND SEE YOUR HAND BEFORE
                 YOUR FACE

                (These words are dedicated to our veterans
                 who have fought in foreign wars to keep us free
                 who can't do that simple thing)


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This Thanksgiving Day


This Thanksgiving Day... During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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A Thanksgiving Poem

Thanksgiving day,a day to count your many blessings
A day to give thanks,and a day for rememberance
Rememberance of those who gave there all,Rememberance of those who are 
No longer with us..give thanks,thanks for the money to by the food on your table
And pray for those who can’t afford the same food,give thanks,thanks for the 
family,friends
And loved ones that’ll surround you on thanksgiving,and pray for the loved ones 
that cannot attend
Give thanks,thanks for the freedom to celebrate thanksgiving in whichever way 
you choose
And pray,pray for the soliders that are in the middle east,making the ultimate 
sacrfice to 
Give you this freedom,and most importantly,give thanks,thanks for the red,thanks 
for the white
And thanks for the blue.when asked how many things am I thankful for,I’ll say 63 
things
50 stars,and 13 stripes


                      Happy Thanksgiving!!!


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For our Father, Nelson Madiba Mandela

For our Father, Nelson 'Madiba' Mandela

you are our eternal inspiration

our hopes
our dreams
our conscience

you gave everything of yourself
so that we may live and love and laugh and dream and breathe the air of freedom, dignity and liberty

you lead us through the darkest days with your unshakeable principles and your belief in us

you brought peace and freedom to us

and when at times we felt all was lost

you stayed with us as a father would

you lent us your wisdom
and you chastised us too

and we are here today because of you
you stayed with us, Nelson Rolihlala 'Madiba' Mandela, through all the crests and valleys of our turbulent times

you stayed with us, father
today, we hope and pray and wish
that you, our father Madiba
stay with us still
stay with us, Madiba
stay with us...


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Dear God: I Can Never Thank-you Enough...

Dear God: I Can Never Thank-You Enough...


Life is Challenging for most Our Days,
We Focus only On our Struggles – Don’t We?
Well Today I Endeavour to Thank-you for Your Ways,
I Hope this will Inspire Others to Join Me !

Oh Give Thanks for the Gift of the Poetry Line,
The Invention of the Ball Point Pen to Create,
Abilities to Share these Heart-felt Thoughts of Mine,
Oh May these Thoughts in my Fellow Man Stimulate.

Creation Alone is Enough for Us to Magnify your Fame,
Stars at Night in all Their Glory with Shapes to Delight,
Flowers I am Thankful for with Unique Beauty of which I cannot Name,
Mountains so High and Valleys so Low everything in Balance just Right.

How about my Vision the Ability to See Alone such a Wonder,
Or with Ears to Hear Rushing Water and Birds Singing,
My Nose to Smell ALL the Treats so Many Kitchens have to Ponder,
Easter Christmas Thanksgiving to Name a Few Good Tidings Bringing.

How do you Write and Finish a Poem of Thankfulness at All ?
With a Mind so Simple Finite and Common Such as Mine…
The Answer is We Don’t this is a Beginning to an Eternal Wall,
Oh God I am So Sorry that I Rarely Ever Give You Time !


Written by William Arthur Tell

Lu 6:35  But love ye your enemies, and do good, and lend, hoping for nothing again; and 
your reward shall be great, and ye shall be the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto 
the unthankful and to the evil.


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My sinister fits

Out of many days of my disturbed life
This year twenty thirteen is a blessing
I have ever seen -a satisfied wish.
I am now free from often fits for life.

In the previous years, I have prayed from
The ruding consciousness and wield disease.
Morning to night fever; morning and night fit:
A half of my age in the midst of storm.  

If it is headache, I would say 'normal',
But it is abrupt migraine. When it strikes,
It can make the patient seems like a liar
Before those that know when he is normal.

This migraine is not the usual fair ache,
It's one outlandish momentary freeze-
Freezing brain, closing sight and freezing quill.
'Unorthodox! Isn't it?' was my ache. 

31/03/2013


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Jesus evidence of things not seen

By faith we can kiss the feet that wore the shoes                   							 							  that the latches we are unworthy to loose                                                                                  		  							 leave our burdens with thanksgiving sweetly cry    															                                                                                                                                            ~By faith we can reach up to the nail scarred hands   														  that led the blind man out of town in the way                                                                                                                    keep looking up to the eyes that wipe away all tears 												                                                                                                   ~By faith receiving His love with and without fears                                                            										it is written love Him He will lead in the most excellent way                                        									 living to die dying to live it is by His strength we stand    											    			 ~By faith we can lean upon Jesus' bosom                                                                      										with listening ears hearing the heart beat of God															the small voice saying the Love of God shall never die  										                                	   	 ~By faith waiting for the horses they fly	 														Lord Jesus the one leadeth with staff and rod                                                                             									 the fruitful bow that forever blossom's                                                            								  			 ~By faith as Jesus heals the blind man looking at His face                                            										 the blind man looking around saw every man clearly 														 Love is of God we must not from their lovely faces hide 														~By love our brothers and sisters we have seen so dearly 														the brother we have seen on the street stumbling by												          		 the knowledge of His saving grace for whom Our saviour died 													 ~By grace of the Lord Jesus in the morrows by and by  														 be that pure and perfect lovely Bride 																 "Who is my mother, or brethren." Jesus said we can By Faith


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Sing to the Lord again song lyrics

Hallelujah hallelujah  sing to to the Lord again
hallelujah Hallelujah sing to the Lord again

he puts Joy in out hearts
from his Love we will never part
sing to the Lord again

he helps us every day
he hears  us when we pray
sing to the Lord again

we are his delight
he protects us day and night
sing to the Lord again

Hallelujah Hallelujah  sing to the Lord again
Hallelujah Hallelujah sing to the Lord again       x  twice.   Amen


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WORKMANSHIP

the true art of serving,
according to your heart's content.
works that requires no payback;
ministry with no lay of shame,
where the effort itself can endure,
labors where you can rest assure,
you can be true to what you are going through.
serving with a purpose,
worship with true meaning of worth.
daily living with convictions of righteousness,
fellowship with meaning.
fruits of grace that can't be replaced,
genuine and new every morning dew of it's taste.
like exotic tapestry;
eloquent with every new form of pattern,
always has a message of fresh fire and hope,
enough to gain mercy from what you have lost.


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COMMUNICATION WITH GOD

We
need
to keep
on talking
to God.  Comminicating
with Him is how we pray.  He
is a wonderful Heavenly Father!
He made all of us for a reason!  When
we are sad and depressed, that is when
we need to talk to Him.  Reading the Bible
is a way for us to listen to God.  He is here for
all of us.  In the New American Standard Bible (NASB)
Phillipians 4:6 says "Be anxious for nothing, but in everything
by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be
known to God."  He will help us if we let Him.  I have a favorite verse
which helps me abundantly.  From (NASB) Phillipians 4:13 - "I can do
all things through Him who strengthens me."  Praising Him is what I like
to do best.


©  Kathy Mary Gillet
©  January 17, 2007 All Rights Reserved


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Finally

 There was a wonderful change in my life today,
A sense of  something good comming my way.
     It's been a long time comming and  it's feeling right ,
I know this because I was able to sleep last nihgt.
     Loving you has always been so easy  for me ,
Holding on to you was  very different you see.
     Finally the clouds and stormy skies have cleared,
We can see it clearly now that it is so near.
     For years we have struggled  with this love we shared,
Only recently have the two of us become so aware.
     Of what we truly feel for each other these days,
Leaving no doubts it was meant to be this way.
     I love her more now then I ever have before ,
To think I was about to walk out that door.
     She loves me I can feel her much closer now ,
The happiness I feel makes me scream aloud.
     Telling everyone I have a wonderful thing,
The love of my Queen who has made me her King.
     We will live our lives making all the memories ,
This love I have for you and  you have for me.
TAC  


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MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


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Happy Father's Day

As I come to Praise
For all the ways
You have guided me
through these days
here on earth
since my birth
and even 
before my time...
and continuing on
Forever beyond time...

Happy Father's Day
To Our Heavenly Father
Our Divine... Magnificent King
God Almighty....

Thank you, Heavenly Father
For Your Unconditional Love
You have given.. for us all
Through your only Begotten son
Jesus.. Divine Christ
So we can be eternally born-again
Saved by your Grace.. 
Sealed by Holy Spirit of Promise
Forgiveness is given to all

Come to Jesus..
Come give Praise's to God Almighty
Our Heavenly Father...


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His Warm Embrace

The dark of night is mine alone
To spend in silent reverie,
In solo, introspective thought
and not brooding melancholy.

The battle is not mine, but God's.
He's not intended me to fight.
I'm purposed, seems, for something odd;
To witness to His pow'r and might.

I've drifted oft' so far away.
Seems I am that roaming gnome.
Rememb'ring prayer is not my strength
Until the end of day is gloam.

All thanksgiving to the One
Who seasons life with grace.
To taste and see that He is good
Leads to His warm embrace.


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This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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It's From Up Above

This love I have for you is like none I've ever known,
   Something through out all these years I've always shown.
But my heart is full of sadness because of where you are ,
   You would be with me this moment if it wasn't so far.
I strive and I struggle searching just to find a way,
    Never quit and never lose faith is what I always say.
You and I will be together if it's the last thing I do,
   All my dreams and thoughts are all of being with you.
So hold on to me tightly my dear and  don't you ever doubt,
   The feelings we have for each other is what loves all about.
It may seem at times so hopeless and your ready to give up,
   Just remember what we have and why we should stand tough.
Never could I imagine being in this world without your Love,
   For I know this plan of you & I came from the Lord above.
TAC


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For Madiba

For Madiba


as you continue the struggle some more, today for life...

'it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die' you said, all those years ago

as you stood in the dock awaiting the sentence of death

they locked you up instead

for 27 hard and long and arduous years

you stood firm
you never wavered
you gave hope to us all

and then when they could no longer keep up their unjust tyranny

you emerged into the light of freedom

your hand raised in a defiant fist in the february Cape Town air

- Amandla!

you then weaved and bobbed and fought some more, the boxer in you always present

you fought for peace in our land

for us all you fought

and then came that glorious day

when you were our president

and we laughed and we cried

and you fought for us even more

today you fight a different fight

for life, and we are helpless

we, who you fought for all along

have only hope and prayer and song and wishes of life for you

today, you fight some more

may you fight for life some more, Tata Madiba!

and may you prevail

for you are our father

and father, your children call out to you once more

with wishes
prayers
songs

your children wish for you, to remain here with us some more

and though helpless your children may be

in this battle that you wage for life today

and though frail and old your body is

your indomitable spirit smiles that inimitable Madiba smile

your spirit resides in each of us

your loving children

amandla!


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The Night of Unleavened Bread

Matzos slip into their mouths
Voices project merrily...tonight is
The night of Unleavened Bread

Lamb and other delicious
Meats and veggies... satisfies our taste buds 
What a splendid night it is!

Wine's brewin' in our wine cups
The dinner table - creates pleasant talk 
During this meaningful night

There's moments of quietude 
When it comes to de-leavening our lives
But, there's moments of gladness

On this night of peacefulness
Cheesecake - a delightful treat to savor 
During this night of pure bliss


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Giving Thanks This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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I Wish I May I Wish I Might { Cinquain}

                                                       wishbone
                                                      the furcula
                                           attachment wing muscle
                                     pulling tugging bending breaking
                                                        sternum





Happy Thanksgiving All
May Your Wishes Come True
Love Kathy & Jenny


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WHO WERE THE PILGRIMS ?

WHO WERE THE PILGRIMS ?


JAMESTOWN
1607 



 Four hundred years ago high-born Brits sailed to America
Seeking fast fortunes, adventure and fame.
Many would never endure their first year here
Cultivating, foraging, and hunting game.

Arriving in Virginia they came ill-prepared
In search of gold and a route to the South Seas
What they found were hostile Indians,
Insects, starvation, and disease.

“Virginia is Earth’s only Paradise!”
The laureate of England would proclaim!”
However by August of 1607,
Every day there was anguish, and pain.

They ate their horses, dogs, cats and rats
One man ate his wife and hid her bones in the ground.
Despite their hardships, half managed to survive 
Becoming America’s first permanent, English town .



THE FIRST THANKSGIVING



The Pilgrims held their first Thanksgiving
At Plymouth in October 1621.
The bitter winter of 1620, was over
With a loss of many father, mother, daughter or son.

Life for survivors was much better now
As a good harvest improved what was rationed
Settlers enjoyed good health and prosperity
As homes were raised from the logs they fashioned.

They walked unafraid and safely in the woods
For they had made peace with the Indians.
After the signing a long-lasting treaty
Natives and Pilgrims shared the land as friends.

Sending four men to shoot waterfowl and wild turkeys
The Pilgrims decreed a holiday of good fortune
A chief was invited who brought 90 braves
And five deer to increase the portion.

It was an open-air roast and festival
Held along the north bank of Town Brook.
Where there were games of skill, chance and dance
While everyone gorged on the feast they cooked.

From then on Thanksgiving spread through the colonies
Though each region chose its own date.
Till in 1789 President Washington proclaimed
November 26 a day to give thanks and celebrate.

The theme of Thanksgiving has always been the same.
Though its date has changed many times.
A day for giving and remembering the less fortunate
Expressing thankfulness with our prayers, hearts and minds.

It is our duty as a nation to acknowledge providence
Of Almighty God, and to obey his will.
To be grateful for his blessings, and protection
As we humbly partake in the tables we fill.








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Thanksgiving Praise (Epulaeryu)

O’ bless this Thanksgiving bird With fine dressing words From the ground it’s brown and round Cut me a big mound Cranberry sauce too O’ Lord thank You! © Joseph, 11/22/07 © All Rights Reserved The “Epulaeryu” poem is about delicious food and drinks. It consists of seven lines with thirty-three syllables. The first line has seven syllables, the second line five, the third line seven, the fourth line five, the fifth line five, the sixth line three, and the seventh line has only one syllable which ends with an exclamation mark. Each line has one thought relating to the main course. The Epulaeryu poetic form syllable count is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1. It has corresponding lines built around the main course, and concludes with the ending line expressing the writer’s excitement and feelings about the meal. The Epulaeryu poetic form was invented by Joseph Spence.


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I Am Thankful For

Mom, Grandma, Nancy, Stephen, June
Laughing, talking, cooking past noon

Clean, fresh vanilla candle smell
Messy house means all is well

Christopher, David, Penny, Jan
My dog Short Stack; my biggest fan

Sweet caramel Hershey kiss
Sour lemon Lipton iced tea; Brisk

Melanie, Ashley, little James, Sebastian
Cousins sharing stories with great passion

Sincere talk with my lovely niece
Rough tug a war with my Maltese

Frank, Barb, Allen, Deby, Steve, Debi, husband, wife
All couples with true love in their life

Icy Crytsal Geyser water; cold
Steamy green bean casserole

Myself, Allen, Steph, Rob, Tami, Ron
Texas hold ‘em, reminiscing about Don

Innocent ones filled with love and hope
Raw feelings, finding strength to cope

Alicia, Terry, Frances, Marea, Gayle, Beth, Danielle
Close friends who about anything, I can tell

Together on opinions about men
Apart in our attractions to them

Icy chill in the air forcing others to touch
Friends and relatives we don’t see enough

Hot red bonfire, eggnog with brandy
Cold blue lips, children with candy

Missing my dad, wishing he was here
Taking comfort that others are near

Quiet glances, whiff of cigar smoke
Loud voices, sip of Bacardi and coke

This day is a day I will always remember
Memories to hold until next November

Hate how time slips away too fast
Love this day and want it to last

Here’s a toast to Thanksgiving Day 2010
Until next year when we celebrate again











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Praising Him All The Way

I am praising God today Glorifying Him in a mighty way My faith in Him will not sway Praising Him each day all the way My faith in God is my solid anchor I shall not be moved even by a clanking tanker Wearing His armor day to day Praising Him each day all the way On His rock I shall forever stand Shining His light throughout the land My faith in Him is mighty strong Praising Him each day all the way © Joseph, 4/15/08 © All Rights Reserved Comments: Pentecostal praise and thanksgiving to God is uplifting to our mind, body and soul. We see clearer, feel better, and come to know Him in a greater way. This is dedicated to the saints who are, will, and continue to praise His holy name. ~~~~~~~ First Place Winner Pentecostal Praise Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand May 17, 2008 ~~~~~~~


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A Time For Thanksgiving


During this time, of our way of living… We take a day that we call; “Thanksgiving.” The early pilgrims took time, to thank the Lord. Though there wasn’t much, they could “afford.” They wanted to thank God, for all he gave them! This was their way to really thank him! Over the years, and how this country’s leaning. It seems like we’ve lost it’s true meaning! We’ve so much pleasures and entertainment. I think we’re becoming “complacent.” As many are proud of they’ve “achieved.” Giving thanks to God is seldom received… It’s more than serving a turkey and dinner meal. Isn’t it time to thank God? Who made this all real! As we approach this time of the season… Let’s be thankful to God! And for good reason! He’s given everything we call as “our own.” He’s given our health and our home! It’s no secret what God’s done for you… Be thankful to him in everything you do! He makes it possible for you to be here! Let’s honor him! As Thanksgiving draws near! By Jim Pemberton


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Modern-Day

A wicked heart blinds the eyes and steals the soul's redemptive growth
A corrupted mind is never forgiving and hates a tender smile
But because there is an abundance of joy built in strength
I see my fellowmen as humanitarians and as friends

I am the modern-day Bob Marley chanting my redemption song
I am today's preacher giving thanksgiving and praise
I march like Martin Luther for I have a dream
I sing like the angles in a humble refrain

Unity solidifies the heart
Eternal love prides the eyes
A rolling dice have many outcomes
Chose the possibilities of your successes

So I dance like Fred Astaire as I glide through out life
I will box like Mohammed Ali and sting like a bee
I want to be the modern-day sunshine casting my light upon the world
Just a natural woman roaming and visualizing my plan

There are so many things to be thankful for
There are so many good silenced by loud noise
Like Whitney Houston I have nothing without you
At the end of the day I will always love and treasure my miracle.


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Things not seen do you see

By faith we can kiss the feet that wore the shoes                                                               That the latchets we are unworthy to loose                                                               Leave are burdens with thanksgiving sweetly cry                                                               By faith we can reach up to the nailed scarred hands                                                   That led the blind man out of town in the way                                                            Keep looking up eyes that wipe away all tears nigh                                                      with rod and staff mounted horses they fly                                                                 from wrath our King is awesome bringing to earth saving grace                                     olive tree one the fruitful bow forever blossoms by faith                                                 By faith can lean upon Jesus' bosom listening ears                                                         hear the heart beat of God the still small voice love shall never die                                  By faith receiving his love with and without fears                                                             It is written love him he will led you in the excellent way                                           Living to die dying to live it is by his strength we stand                                                   By faith as Jesus once again heals a blind man his first lovely face see                           The blind man looking around saw every man clearly                                                  Love is of God we must not from their lovely faces hide                                                  By faith the brother we have seen on the street lying stumbling by                      knowledge of his saving grace Love our brothers we have seen dearly                   witnessed in due time all for whom our saviour died                                                       By grace of are Lord Jesus from heaven may by and by                                                  be that pure perfect sinless Bride who is my mother and brethren                            blessed is Jesus who lighteth mankind said we can by faith


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TIMELESS CHILL

Granite grandeur draped in snow

Soft whisper falls

Clear water flows

 

No hand extends to measure time

No cares ascend

No worries find

 

For purpose fades into the still

A tranquil peace

Here in the chill

 

What part of time and space am I

So small beneath the endless sky

A spec of dust, a grain of sand...

Yet cradled in the Master’s hand

...Jeff Bresee


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Quieten Me

                              Lord quieten my soul
                                       that I may,
                        focus solely on your worship;
                                   Being lifted into
                              wonderful rapturous,
                          thanksgiving and praises
                           in your divine presence.

                              Then as I consumed
                                     in adoration,
                             adulation and praises;
                              lift my heart up to you
                             touch me, relasing my
                              spiritman to ardently
                         commune with you indeed.


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Thanksgiving Day

Of all the people in my life that I am thankful to
I know there's not alot but one stands out among the few
If teachers rated people you'd score high among the curve
But since they don't, you never get the credit you deserve
You're known for giving freely, asking nothing in return
Even when no "thank you" comes your way you don't feel spurned
The love you show burns like a light as brilliant as the sun
More reliable than AT&T, It reaches everyone
I'm that sure you are wondering who I am talking about
I'll speak it in a normal voice, Although my heart will shout
The person I want to dedicate this Thanksgiving Day to
Is my Grandmother whom I love so much, and honestly... THANK YOU


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Jesus Is A Solid Rock

My soul is broken.  My body's achin'.
At times...  I feel so 
utterly forsaken.

I've tried to serve God 
the best I could.
So many of his ways... 
I've never understood.

Rather then trusting him
 and holding his hand.
 My life is sinking deep 
into quicksand!

So many nights, I've cried
myself to sleep.
I feel like I'm in a pit 100 ft. deep.

I cry unto you Lord 
to pull me out.
From you... Oh Lord... 
I don't want to be without!

By your tender mercy 
and unfailing grace.
I trust you to put my life 
on a solid place.

This solid place is Jesus... 
my rock and foundation.
I've received his free gift of salvation.

He put my feet on a rock to stay.
And his word guides me 
each and every day.

A song of thanksgiving is what I bring.
He is my righteousness
 and my everything!

He's always there when I've 
needed someone to turn to. 
He's here right now... 
and is waiting for YOU!

By JIm Pemberton
2008


Details | Ode | |

I came upon a THANKSGIVING night





                                                 I came upon a Thanksgiving night
                                               With a GOBBLE of presents in my hand
                                                Even though it is not yet SANTA
                                               November 23 is fine to celebrate both at one time
                                               The gift of Sharing is indeed mine to hand nice
                                               Before we say grace and have Turkey & rice
                                               Mother is here,cooking up the sauce
                                               Father,nearly ready..to cut that delicious Meat
                                               The World upon a Thanksgiving Meal
                                                Wandering but Wondering..When will the
                                               homeless receive their fair share,a deal
                                               They are strangers yet are part of our family
                                              To cherish as honest and bright
                                               Come into our home on this Thanksgiving delight


Details | Free verse | |

Autumn

The leaves fall.
The crisp air blows against my face.
Autumn is here.
Summer is over.

No more heat waves.
For now its going to be colder days.

The leaves make a crunch sound as 
I walk on the sidewalk.

The wind quietly howling

Its the season for holidays.

Kids running amok dressed like heroes or monsters.
Or freaking out in joy while watching a scary movie.

Later its the women in the kitchen cooking the turkeys
making the mashed potatoes and baking the rolls
The men watching football.
The kids watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Autumn is peaceful
Autumn is quiet.
Autumn makes me feel warm inside.
Even if its cold outside.


Details | Monorhyme | |

The Thanksgiving Table

Dear Heavenly Father as we bow our heads today 
We join in prayer for the blessings that you have sent our way 
Giving thanks for all the joy you brought to us not only in time of play 
Reaching out and also helping others when their lives are in such dismay 
Gathering together at the family table for a feast of array Thanking you Lord in so 
many different ways We thank you for the air that we breath and need each day 
Also for giving us our children as we watch them grow into mature adults before 
they stray From the homes where we gather thoughts and say prayers to keep 
our children from harms ways We thank you Lord for the sun and the engery that 
it protrays And for the eagles and birds that soar in our skies of blue and grey 
Also for the green grass and farmers fields made of golden hay As they harvest 
our foods that is brought to our tables in so many different ways But most of all 
Lord we give thanks to you for making the family come together today And joining 
in the prayers and thanking you for the beautiful arrays From a family that has 
been torn apart but still has time to gather and pray As we give thanks for our 
daily blessings in our own speical way While gathered together at the family 
table on this Thanksgiving Day

                                                    {Amen}


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Thank You For Lesser Blessings

I pray to The Lord to thank Him,
for gifts He provides each day.
A prayer of thanksgiving to Jesus,
for the blessings He sends my way.

I thank you Lord for the lesser things,
and not think it so odd,
for I know that even the smallest,
is given by The Grace of God.

Thank you for a stove and a pantry...
for a blanket, pillow, and bed...
for clean sheets, warm covers, and pajamas,
and sending my daily bread.

Thank you for washcloth and towels...
for soap, a tub, and sink...
for tube of toothpaste and toothbrush,
and a faucet of cold water to drink.

I have taken so much for granted,
hardly given it much thought,
but from now on I will pray to thank you Lord,
for these lesser blessings wrought.

I have prayed a prayer of thanksgiving,
for provisions The Lord has given;
may we promise and always remember,
to be grateful thankful children!


Milton L. Delgado
February 19, 2008


Details | Epic | |

Going for the Gold

A 60 year old woman entered a marathon, 
she wanted to set a personal goal
not to win it, but just to be in it
going for her own gold
but just after about 19 miles into the race
she tripped and fell down
she had broken her ankle bone 
and was laid out on the ground
the paramedics told her, her race was now over
but she would not hear of such
she instructed them to put away that stretcher
and give her a cane or give her a crutch
she said my race is not over,
if I can't run it,  then I will walk
her determination was her inspiration
and she was not about to balk
going for the gold was her only destination
her vision, her goal, her sole consideration

Our God is a God of faith and strength
a God of progression
not a God of failure or fear
nor a God of regression
for God will lift you up 
if you should ever fall or trip
just make sure that with Him
you have a personal relationship
for God wants to be in the picture
draw near to Him and He will reciprocate
He can strengthen and transform you
on a level that is intimate
treat Him as you would treat a lover
for He is more than just a friend
He will always be by your side
through thick and through thin
have Him in your heart too
for It's not only about intellectual perceptions
let the Holy Spirit increase your faith
be full of thanksgiving and open to God's receptions
get your mind on the right track and let God work in your life
use your past experiences to remind you of all that you have sacrificed
It's alright to look back just don't live in it and then get mad
utilize the power of memory and thank God for all that you have had

So keep on keeping on 
know that God will lighten your way
let nothing and no one paralyze nor limit you 
from obtaining your goals this day

Yet even in the midst of discouragement 
that woman proceeded to accomplish her goals
with faith in God and in herself
determined and destined to go for the gold
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven

Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven ”Inspired by Steps to Christ," written by Ellen G. White Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven On the wings of worship and praise. Worship God with song and music; Your melodic voice to raise. With thanksgiving of melody Honor your Lord on high And on those wings of worship May your heart with joy fly. In the courts of heaven Sweet music plays always; Angels worship our Master With soft voices singing His praise. The beauty of this music Is like nothing here on earth. It’s accompanied by millions of voices Of angels singing for all they’re worth. Music touches the heart And sometimes pierces the soul; Convicts with precious rhyme, For that was the Inspirer’s goal. Lyrics put to music Have greater impact than words alone. That’s why singing Bible verses Leads us closer to heaven’s throne. So Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven On the wings of worship and praise. Praise the Lord for His numerous blessings Of supply and good health, not malaise. As you sing your soul will fly Way up above this earth below; Nearer the courts of heaven; Where the joy of heaven you’ll know. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | Ballad | |

Ring Around The Pumpkin

For the bounty of the earth
Come Ye thankful people come
For it is Autumn
And the leaves are coming down
Run run sweet John Barley Corn
Let's play ring around the pumpkin
As the harvest moon shines
On the jingle jangle scarecrow
For I'am just a little acorn
Bounded for another harvest home
As the wind shakes the barley
Like a slow Thanksgiving waltz
For our farmers sets the table
To a wondrous haymakers hoedown
For we bid ado to a Shokan's fairwell
And now thank we to all our God



Happy Harvest Time To All
Love Kathy And Jenny
May God Be With You 


Just Another Song Working On LOL
Let Me Know What Ya Think   Please


Details | Free verse | |

I Am Grateful

As I sat and ponder about what I want to say,
I have so much be grateful for on this special day.

I’m grateful for life itself and all it has to bring.
I’m grateful for the ups and downs,
                 even the many stings.
I’m grateful for every test and the lessons that they bring.

I’m grateful for the storms of life that has come my way.
I can sing " Through it All ", 
I have certainly learned how to pray.

I’m grateful for the friends I found upon this very site.
They have laughed with me, cried with me, 
and even taught me how to write.

I’m grateful for all the blessings the Lord has sent my way.
I’m grateful-grateful-grateful  on this 
            Thanksgiving Day!



Details | Free verse | |

Tis Season

It is the season of giving thanks, of being thoughtful of all those that came before.
The tradtions that are developed and loved.  Food that warms the heart and 
comforts the soul.
Thanksgiving is the time of year for apprecation of what you have.
Of giving thought to those that have sacrificed to give what we have.
Of love cherishing the moments we are given.
There is no better than time than now to stop and reflect on our actions.
Of aiming to be a better sort.
I love this time of year.  The sights of fall leaves, the smell of pumpin spice
 in the air.  The first taste of turkey, the food, the family that gather to celebrate the 
year that we have had.
This is the time to truly look out and see the wonder that is our home.
So A Happy Thanksgiving to all.