Tuesday Tids and Bits

 What loveliness the rain unfurls

When nature's dress is decked in pearls

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 Contentment...

If you have

 Work you love

 A home you love 

 Someone to love 

 Be glad

And thank the

Gracious Lord above

For what many wish

They had

© Janet Martin

The above poem was inspired as we watched the garbage collectors at the end of our driveway this morning.
Matt remarked, 'I don't think I would love that job.'

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 Worth Whiles

(this little fellow's smile puts worth in every while:)

Nobody knows,

Without a doubt

How long our life

On earth

Therefore, we ought

With humble clout

To fill its while

With worth

For it is very

Worth our while

While ‘whiles’ winnow

The air

To take stock of

Who, what we love

And how we show

We care

Futile, these miles

And smiles and whiles

To which each day

Gives birth

If nothing more

Than was before

 Has filled its while

With worth

© Janet Martin

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There is a little lord

That lives somewhere inside

The more we try to please his ply

The less he’s satisfied

The more he gets he wants

How much his hunger craves

Of such-and-such beyond the touch

For which his body slaves

Then he is prone to hoard

His pile of pilfered pelf

…this lofty little lord

That goes by name of Self

© Janet Martin

1 Tim.6:6-11

 But godliness with contentment is great gain. 
For we brought nothing into this world, 

and it is certain we can carry nothing out.

 And having food and raiment let us be therewith content.

 But they that will be rich fall into temptation and a snare, 

and into many foolish and hurtful lusts, 

which drown men in destruction and perdition.

 For the love of money is the root of all evil: 

which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, 

and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.

 But thou, O man of God, flee these things; 

and follow after righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, meekness.

A Good Deal of Responsibility comes with A Good Deal

We all love 'a good deal'

But herein lies 'the pawn'

With the 'saved dollars' from our 'steal'

Who do we spend it on?

The test of who we serve

Is not our boast of tongue

But how we use the 'what we have'

And who we spend it on

Lord, make us more aware

Of the mercies we hold

And help us lay up treasure where

Wealth is not weighed in gold

© Janet Martin

A Thursday Thoughts style post on a Tuesday because 

Thursdays are generally long, busy-with-lots-of-tots days.