Thankful (to God For All Eternity)

Heb.13:15

Therefore by Him (Jesus) 

let us continually offer the sacrifice of praise to God, 

that is, the fruit of our lips, [d]

giving thanks to His name.

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving Day!

Above all I am thankful for the precious promises

from God for us!

Yesterday morning's Sunday School lesson included these verses

Also included in the links in the poem below

Num.23:19

God is not human, that he should lie,
    not a human being, that he should change his mind.
Does he speak and then not act?
    Does he promise and not fulfill?

1 Cor.1:9

 God is faithful, who has called you into fellowship 

with his Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.

 For chickens scratching in the yard...

For dawn, pretty as a postcard...

For fresh brewed cuppa joe or tea...

For autumn’s awe-evoking hues;...

For gardens, bent with granted spoil...

For health and strength to tend its Toil...

For gourd-shaped miracles we glean...

Then turn into supper cuisine...

For chickens scratching in the yard

For dawn, pretty as a postcard

Perched on earth’s eastward window ledge

Man's witness to God's honored pledge

For glimpses of God through a glass

Darkened (for now) by ‘days of grass’

For ways we are able to cope

Because of one little word, ‘Hope’

For seasons, as they grin and groan

Through carriages of skin and bone

For oceanic undertows

As joy and sorrow ebbs and flows

For fresh brewed cuppa joe or tea

For love of friends and family

For faith’s unrivaled happiness

Because God keeps His promises

For utter grief, because of love

For knowing God is strong enough

To bear a whole world’s weight of woe

He did! On a cross long ago

For truth, from His word that abides

To anchor Hope, lest shifting tides

Of Time should disillusion, oh

By what we see rather than know

For autumn’s awe-evoking hues;

Crimsons, yellows, bronze, greens and blues

Cheering the crooks where petals fell

In summer-long songs of farewell

For book-comrade’s fine company

Acquainting likes of you and me

With fellow-compadres, long gone

Yet, through ink-legacies, live on

For gardens, bent with granted spoil

For health and strength to tend its Toil

For gourd-shaped miracles we glean

And turn into supper cuisine

For so much beauty to behold

(God’s handiwork never grows old)

For wonder’s worship, bona fide

For tots who slow oft hurried stride

For bliss of heartthrob, humbly stirred

By gifts of butterfly-bloom-bird

By treetops tossing glossy manes

Not yet undone by autumn rains 

For heartfelt hugs as love's tears fall

For firm handshakes that say is all 

For peace beyond description's pow'r

God reserves for grief's rawest hour  

For comfort from handwritten art

Notes and verses to cheer the heart

And splash the sunshine of God's smiles

Through people to brighten dark miles 

 

For paths of righteousness to trod

While The Foolish, who deny God

Throng thoroughfares, in vain pursuit

Of this world’s unfulfilling fruit

For the kinship of Common Task

For Heaven’s Helper, if we ask

For food to eat and clothes to wear

And hands to hold/fold in thankful prayer

For blessings too profuse to count

For salvation’s unflagging fount

Over grace and truth’s Bedrock streams

The flood/blood that cleanses and redeems

For feasts, for both body and soul

To fit us where Fight’s billows roll

For the Good Shepherd, glorious

His rod and staff to comfort us

For Thoughts and Ways kindling man’s Why

For God’s extravagant reply

As we trust Him, faith's kind increase

Crowns brokenness with joy and peace

For mercies no mortal deserves

As wisdom weathers learning curves

For all the ‘laugh lines’ that we earn

In the classroom of live-and-learn

Oh Lord, the author of our days

Receive our sacrifice of praise

As faith’s cornucopia brims

With love’s ceaseless thanksgiving hymns

…because Your love, steadfast and sure

Holds Hope’s storm-battered bark secure

Until faith is eclipsed at last

By Sight, no longer darkly glassed

Then face to face we will adore

As all we wondered at before

Dissolves in thankful ecstasy

To God, for all eternity

Because He so loved you and me

© Janet Martin

For bliss of heartthrob, humbly stirred

By gifts of butterfly-bloom-bird...

For comfort from handwritten art

Notes and verses to cheer the heart

And splash the sunshine of God's smiles

Through people to brighten dark miles 

Just a few of a myriad of 'heart art' 💖🙏

(and to think that not so long ago I thought it was 'just a card'!!)

I'm so sorry for all the 'just a card's I never sent!

Promises (Official Music Video) - Matt Boswell & Matt Papa