T he God of our Fathers, sole author of all life
H e, by decree placed man above the rest
A nd all other creations in his charge for keeping
N ow and forever, let your truths be written in our hearts
K eeping man forever mindful of this high place
S o with gratitude this special day is planned
G iving thanks and praise to the one true King
I n you alone our faith and trust will lie
V alidate our hearts we do implore
I nundate our lives with grace of light
N ever turn away from our humble plea
G ive us eyes to see and the ears to hear
D ying, freely, you gave us life; by rising you gave us hope
A ll your words and actions teach the ultimate truth
Y our love alone holds our world in stead
Thanksgiving ( Acrostic )
T...Thank God always for your blessings.
H...Have always a plan to follow.
A...Analyze yourself every now and then.
N...Never do anyone harm.
K...Know always your true friends.
S...Stand up for what you believe.
G...Gossip is never good.
I...Invite Jesus into your heart.
V...Victory will be yours at the end.
I...Imagine yourself in the Glory of God.
N...Never ignore some sound advice.
G...God loves you - give Him your heart.
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
To all - have a Happy Thanksgiving.
For Kim Merryman's Contest
T Though, it officially comes just once a year,
H Halleluejah! We should be thankful year long.
A Allowing others to gather near,
N not just for one day and then be gone.
K Keeping love within our hearts,
S sending our prayers of thanks, daily to God above.
G Graciously sharing our bounty in part,
I inviting the homeless and little lost doves.
V Vast, should be our generosity,
I instead of ignoring, so deliberate.
N Nothing else helps your soul to feel, so completely.
G Giving a helping hand and hope, to those less fortunate.
D Don't be fooled into thinking, you can't make a difference.
A As you sit down with a few family and friends,
Y you could have been some ones deliverance
For Thanksgiving Day contest
inspired by Dane Ann Smith Johnsen
T ... TIME TO THANK GOD FOR BLESSINGS BOUNTIFUL AND GRAND
H ... HARVEST OF PLENTY SHOWERED FROM HIS ALMIGHTY HAND
A ... ACCOLADES OF REVERENT PRAISE OFFERED TO HEAVEN'S THRONE
N ... NURTURING FAMILY AND FRIENDS WHERE LOVE HAS GROWN
K ... KINDRED SPIRITS RECOGNIZE GRATITUDE IS THE PROPER WAY
S ... SPECIAL MOMENT MEMORIES ILLUMINATE EACH PRECIOUS DAY
G ... GIVING GLORY TO THE KING; GIVING LOVE THROUGHOUT LIFE
I ...INFILTRATES SOULS TOWARD THE GOOD THUS ELIMINATING STRIFE
V ... VOICES SING IN ONE ACCORD;TONES OF SWEETEST HARMONY
I ... INSTILLING ALL "COUNT THEIR BLESSINGS" ON EARTH; ETERNITY
N ... NESTLED IN DEPTH OF HEART ONE TRUTH EXTOLS PERFECTI LIVING
G ... GLORIOUSLY ACKNOWLEDGE GOD WITH THANKS AT THANKSGIVING.
*FOR KIM MERRYMAN'S COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS CONTEST.
*NOV. 13, 2012.
Thankful for a depth of things.
Happy for a heart that sings.
All my loved ones I hold dear.
Never do they cease to cheer!
Kisses from the one I love.
Sent to me finally from above.
Gifts of hearing and good sight.
I can sing and I can write.
Various instruments I can play.
In the evening I kneel to pray.
Never lacking what to say.
Giving thanks for this bountiful day!
Think of how it could have been
how you made it through my friend
all the heart ache that was shared
never alone as your burdens they bared
know that everytime you faltered
someone was kneeling at an altar
giving love the best way they knew
in constant prayer all while you grew
vain were there attempts to keep you down
insecurities as we looked all around
nearer my God to thee was your prayer
give him your love and he'll always be there
Day in and day out be thou my guide
and shelter me from my own pride
you will be my God forever by my side
Has lots of good food
And gratitude, sometimes moods.
Not all celebrate it;
Keeping this in mind,
So you can gain perspective from woes of humankind.
Go to a native pow-wow
In any state, at all;
Very often natives will tell you about how
In their own words, about the death call.
Not celebrating thanksgiving,
Grants them the respect they deserve.
Because of that first Thanksgiving;
Every tribe has suffered and observed;
Tears, trials and deceit;
Ran, as they were thrown a bad curve.
Along Americas’ rivers, lakes and even streams;
Yes many folk have suffered.
As a result, they have a traumatic past, of lost dreams;
Legacies of sorrow; for their pain’s, not one bit buffered.
T houghtfully open heart in thankfulness
H onoring God for graciousness, unlimited access
A nd remeber all things in appreciativeness
N ot forgetting air we breath, blue sky we have in excess
K nights and princesses; children of the Living God
S ing a joyful song praising Him don't put on grand facade
G ive of yourself in thanks and rejoice in His love
I nvite the Holy Spirit to dwell within your heart dove
V ictory can be yours each step of the way my friend
I f time in God's presence in praise and worship daily spend
N ow is the time in His presence and purpose to remain
G ratitude said for all of life's pleasures even life's pain.
S tillness and quiet each day spend time thank God for each and everyone
This is a combination Acrostic and couplets..
My understanding that Acrostics do not rhyme but mine is actually couplets written in poulter's measure..A person who sold eggs would sometimes give a dozen eggs for a price and sometimes if the hens were laying extra good a person would get 14 eggs of the same price..Lucky them..So 12/14 in rhyming couplets..
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Contest: Count Your Blessings
Date Written: Monday, November 19, 2012
Ten went off.
He sent them.
And one came back.
"None but this Samaritan?"
Keep your faith.
Salvation is yours.
God is always
In our lives.
I say to you.
Not a sparrow falls that
God does not know about."
Do we say: Thank You?"
Always say: " Thank You, Lord."
Yea, give thanks and praise.
Thank You Lord for bounteous blessings
Hailing on us liberally.
As we partake of Your bounty
Not all are feasting, as are we.
Knowing this, we pray the homeless
Soon will have their hunger eased.
Give them food and a safe shelter.
That we care, we know You're pleased.
Verily, You have commanded
In our plenty, we must share,
Not forgetting when we suffered,
God of Mercy, you were there.
November 18, 12
For "Counting Your Blessings" contest
T his is the time when we can recall
H ow the Indians and Pilgrims got together that Fall
A nd shared their bounty at a Country Ball.
N otwithstanding did they forestall,
S cenes of life later to be under a pall.
G etting along was their joyous call
I n giving thanks for the corn ~ so tall.
N ow...shops are decorated in every mall
G arishly enticing wares for one and all.
D one in a tasteful way it may be a treat
A nd remind us, as the date approaches, that we will fete.
Y et, let us not forget to thank the Lord for what we eat!
Thanks some how seems not enough
How can I show my appreciation?
A smile a hug
Now is the time while you are with us
Kissing these hands that have held me and wiped my tears
Smiles you have given to me
Gift of life
I am who I am in no small part because of you
Very few mom's will ever compare
I am so blessed to know this kind of love
Now because of you I know what it is to love and be loved
Great gifts like these require thanks, some how it doesn't seem enough.
Counting your Blessing Contest
Thankfulness should be a common trait
Yet sadly, in some, it is evidenced late.
Hardly a day is lived by one
That there can be claimed that there’s blessing’s none.
All need to stop and give careful thought
And display gratitude as they ought.
Nice it is to hear thanks from one
To whom a deed of kindness has been done.
Kindness is that which is received by all
Yet into complacency we seem to fall.
Sad it is to be guilty of such
When we have all been given so much.
Gratitude in al will prayerfully reign
When from focus on self we learn to abstain.
Instead of always looking at “me”
Our focus on the giver of gifts should be.
Volumes have been written on topics like this
Yet the simple message, please don’t miss.
Insane it seems to totally ignore
The multitudes of blessing we daily store.
Novel idea it surely would be
If we’d let the world our gratefulness see.
God is the source of all that there is
Gratitude from us should surely be His.
Dr. James E. Martin
November, 15, 2012
T om Turkey’s in the oven, for this day
H e’s met his fate! Napkins have been
N eatly folded next to every plate.
A pple pie aroma from the
K itchen fills the air. Once
S eated, we
G ive thanks,
I nvoking God to hear our prayer.
V alued friends and
I ntimate kin from far and
N ear who
G ather on this happy day are those we count most dear.
D istinctive is this time when ties with family are renewed.
A time we set aside each
Y ear to show forth gratitude.
For Dane Ann's "Thanksgiving Day" Acrostic contest
To an immortal God, father of all, who
Has given me life thus far,
And has bestowed on me all that is beautiful and has kept
None of his promises from being fulfilled, I give thanks.
Knowledge of His love always awe me.
Safely He carries me on his eagle's wings, even when I
Go astray to have a taste of greenish thistle; but
In his mercy he waits for me to come back home.
Vainly, the tempter trying to hunt my soul for the
Immortal God is always my shield. Now I know
Nothing can touch me for I am the apple of His eyes. To this
Great God,marvelous and compassionate, I give all my thanks
Thank you God for this bountiful
Harvest, we gather together for
Another year of cookery and devotion, to
Nourish our bodies and our souls, while
Kindred spirits convey the love, that is
Shared throughout the year, eternally
Grateful for friends and family that are near.
Incredible feast that is devoured, as the
Volume rises on the chatter, contented
In the knowledge there will be more
Nougats of sweetness on the platter, we
Gather and give thanks to God today
Dear God, we thank you for this day
And all the blessings you bestow, may
Your love and light; always guide our way
Turkey oh turkey what can I say
Unbelievable tenderness is what we want this day
Relishing each tasty morsel with so much glee
Kindness in the air for everyone and me
Even gramps can’t growl as we bow to pray
Yes dear Lord, thank you for our blessings today
Turkey in the oven.
Hands on basting and rubbing.
All adults on deck for setting the table.
Not a seat empty for even a child so able.
Knocks on the door as family arrives.
So happy Mom's in the kitchen, now we'll survive.
Getting the TV all warmed up for a day of football.
In and out the kids run up and down the hall.
Velvet cake hides behind the fruit not seen.
In comes the family passing through the kitchen with gleam.
No samples tasted for Mom is the boss.
Getting ready for this meal still a salad to be tossed.
Day begins with smiles and joy.
All fall asleep for the deserts are my toy.
You have to love this day of thanks for Mom and Dad and every girl and boy.
T is for the times I've been forgiven
H is for our Heavenly Father above
A is for the angels with a message
N is for His never ending love
K is for His kindness to His children
S is for sins He died to cleanse
G is for Grace that saves the sinner
I is for infinity in Heaven
V is for victory over death
I is for the infant Christ became
N is for the steadfast Nazarene
G is for the Godhead and God's
In this acrostic of Thanksgiving, we as Christians should be thankful for what is
promised through this word and His Word and remember to give thanks daily.
Travel, tap dance, tulips, teak
Heartbeats, hugs, hotels
Art, affection, aunts and ale
Nachos, notes from bells
Kites and kittens, kudos, kin
Scenery and seasons
Grandmas, glitter, grass and green
Ireland for all reasons
Vino, visits, veggies, vests
Ice cream, Israel, irons
Nests and nickels, neatness, nuts
Gargoyles and environs
Every item I’ve just named
On my list of favorites ranks.
So for these and so much more,
On this day, I offer thanks.
November 22, 2012
For Kim Merryman's Counting Your Blessings contest
Thomas Turkey is trying to avoid the dreaded chopping block!
He's trying to become inconspicuous amongst the teeming flock!
As you thank the Good Lord this year for your many blessings,
Nothing would taste sweeter than Peking duck with your dressings!
Kith and kin, may I recommend, might prefer a roast of beef.
Surely, that would save my friends and me a whole heap o' grief!
Goose, roasted tender and brown, you might consider for your fare.
Instead of turkey to grace your board, how about some wild hare!
Vanity, the haughty eagles's trait, which I think is so absurd,
Is what won it the honor of being selected for the national bird!
Now, 'tis well known that Mr. Franklin wanted us for that role.
Good try, Ben my boy! May God bless your thoughtful soul!
During the Thanksgiving Season I'm finding it so hard to relax,
As I scurry about to and fro trying to elude that fearsome axe!
You'd be dining on roasted eagle for Thanksgiving if Ben had had his way!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 7 in Dane Ann Smith-Johnson's "Thanksgiving Day" Contest - Dec 2010
Turkey day is finally here, along with that mid-afternoon paralysis
Half the family made it this year, and thank God, 'cause we're short chairs!
Apple, pumpkin, and mince-meat pies fill the air with cinnamon dust-devils
Nevermind the barking dogs and screaming, running and tattling kids,
Kooky and drunk, your favorite uncle swears you can light a fart!
Surely we've got BIGGER fish to fry today.....how's them 'taters doin'?
Goodness knows how amazing Granny's poultry gravy is gonna be
I just hope some jerk doesn't bring that Jello with raisins, carrots, and lettuce......YUCK!!!!
Vodka is easily hidden in the various holiday beverages,
I swear it's the ONLY way I can tolerate half of my family!
No one's really that bad, but a little goes a long way!
God bless every single, dysfunctional, and oblivious one of us!
Dinner comes and goes........the herd migrates to the TV for pig-skin dramas
All say their goodbyes and don coats and scarves
YIPPE!!! They're all gone!!!......oh crap!!!! WHO'S gonna help with the dishes????
Through the years of harvests and droughts domain
Happy for each blesing the thankful heart remain
Abundance of faith supply the feast of famished souls
Nurtured in contentment where the season rolls
Kindness is the door that welcome men from grief
Sunshine brings hope cornocupia from the fall's dry relief
God bids gather family and kin, bids us remember
Incessant answers to incessant prayers, so we may praise
Victories from his throne. What change then would canker
Implores of piety? What bowels empty where bread decays?
Nature tells with laden tongues that God provides
Give the gift of joy's thanksgiving till time subsides.
Deity is the beginning of cherished hopes and dreams
Anchor now the roots of trust within his silver streams
Yesterday is but a myth, the sun forever ripen gleams.
Tummy, Tummy, oh poor Tummy!
Heaping, steaming platters behold.
A bounty splendorous and yummy,
Nuts to pies to cranberry mold.
Kitchen simmering with flavor,
Smells that cause the nose to rise.
Gather in a whiff to savor,
Indulge behind two droopy eyes.
Voices lure you from your dreaming,
Invite you to your favored chair,
Give you silverware all gleaming,
Do together a Thanksgiving prayer.
And, Tummy, Tummy stop your stressing …
Yams, green beans, creamed corn, rolls with butter, celery sticks and carrot sticks,
mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, turkey and … dressing
Having family and turkey is the sauce for the dressing.
All together giving warm wishes and especially blessing.
Prayers are the dearest thing to share even if apart.
Prayers whether said out loud or quietly in your heart.
Your spirit shared with others is a great gracious start.
Take heed of what you have been given each day that you live.
Heaven hears every word and thought that your soul does give.
Answers don’t always come the way we desire them too.
Never underestimate that they are heard above the blue.
Kingdoms of glory have no monetary goal to claim.
Spirits blessed in honor and true love has no shame.
God is here, he hears, yes he is alive though many doubt.
Insincerity of your inner peace will have no known clout.
Victory of all that will be given comes from your heartfelt soul.
Insecurity of your spirit shall defeat and buries your life’s’ goal.
Now warm your essences with peace and love for humanity.
God has set forth a plan for his glory and our life-forces eternally.
Amber tints the harvest moon while chimneys, again, heave hazy sighs
Umber puddles invite schoolyard boots as geese part an iris sky
Topaz fields grow pumpkins and golden gourds trim our Thanksgiving
Ultra-violet days are long gone for fall’s hues are more forgiving
Maroon festoons tall maple trees, grey squirrels chatter while blue jays play
Navy umbrellas shield pale faced heroes come Remembrance Day
By Cyndi MacMillan, August 15, 2012
Written for Russell Sivey's Autumn Colours Contest
T ake home a plump turkey and invite him for the night
H ave plenty of cornbread stuffing to do him up right
A sk grandpa, grandma, uncle, and aunts too
N eighbors can come if they don’t bring a crew
K itchen reeks with homemade pies in the oven
S ure smells sweet, lots of home cooked loven
G ather the clan at the table for a blessing
I gnoring everyday life that was depressing
V ent to God what life dealt you throughout the year
I nclude thanks for every armed force volunteer
G iving freedom of choice to every new pioneer
D ivide the tribes into a flag football game rouse
A fter quiet digestion of the entire house
Y ield to a fun sport in a gaming carouse
Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey
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.