Showing posts with label Thursday Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thursday Thoughts. Show all posts

Thursday, May 18, 2017

Ah, Brooding Thought; Intimate One





Ah, brooding Thought; Intimate one
Thou makest willing hands a pawn
Where thou commandest they obey
Without a sound thou hast thy say

For thou, though veiled cannot conceal
The words that touch and taste reveal
And no white-washed hypocrisy
Can fool the rules that order thee

And though no one can see thy form
Thou takest the whole world by storm
Because each sleight of hand is taught
By thee;  intimate, brooding Thought

…and shouldst I think to usurp thee
Thou makest a servant of me
For thou art lord of every move
Then pray thee, Thought, that thou art Love

© Janet Martin

...now I think I better do some dishes and decide what's for supper! 
I hope Thought allows some lovely-yummy inspiration;-))

Thursday Thoughts on Choice and Circumstance...





We cannot always choose the hues
Of living’s tapestry
But it is up to us to use
Each color carefully

The high and low of joy and woe
We often must admit
Is not so much the status quo
As what we make of it

Each gifted day soon fades away
The gold and gray thereof
When woven through our do and say
Proves who and what we love

***

We ought not to fret when what we get
Is not what choice decreed
God will provide, not for our pride
But for our humble need

***
The more we get of what we want
The more we soon forget
The One we ought to depend on
No matter what life’s Let

***
Most oft the thing we would not choose
Becomes the medium that proves
In our response to circumstance
If we believe in God or chance

***
Our choice to circumstance will shape
The scenes in memory’s landscape
Then help us Lord, in every quest
To remember where choice will rest

***
Time is of the essence
An essence none can see
Save in the constant presence
Where choice shapes history

 ***
When temptation would turn our eyes
From wisdom and discretion’s prize
Lord, as we contemplate its choice
Help us to heed Your still, small Voice
Lest, alas, we look back too late
As consequence swings wide its gate

***
Be careful what you do
Be careful what you say
To see this conquest through
Be prayerful every day

***
Joy, a kin to sorrow
Sorrow, kin to joy
One without the other cannot be, 
Dear girl and boy 

***
We can choose to love
But to be loved
We cannot force
Love unreturned
Is possible
Only through love’s Source

 ***
Not matter what this day may bring
Or where upon its way we trod
Our choices are the offering
That at day’s end, we bring to God

© Janet Martin





Friday, December 30, 2016

Thursday Thoughts, Friday Jots...





As long as life remains
So too does grace of God
And opportunity to change
Those things we know we should

***
The ups and downs of love and life
Beneath our second glance
Turns into thought’s landscape shaped by
Response to circumstance

***
The way we are, for better-worse
Is never so complete
That we do not have reason to
Improve somehow, my sweet

 ***
If we do not know how to pray
Or wish we better could
We need to take the time to pray
As often as we should 

***
No matter how much
Life’s future lessens
It never runs out of
Trusting lessons

***
Priority, priority,
Beneath your voice I move
And often prove unconsciously
The God or gods I love

 ***

Look back at your mistakes
To learn from them, and then
Wiser and humbler move on and
Do not look back again

***

We cannot blame our feet alone
For the wrong way we went
The mind lays out the stepping-stone
That moves the foot’s intent

***

The mind will never muster what it takes to master it
The heart, desperately wicked and deceitful steers the Whole
…and we would all be shipwrecked on a rocky shore or reef
Save for the heart that repents and asks God to take control

 ***

The words we write or say are little more than tripe or noise
Unless deed jibes with that which the mouth easily employs

 ***
Together we can weather more than we thought possible
But first we must make sure that we agree which way to pull

 ***
Do not despair;
For we have prayer
A life-line up to God
Then pray that we
Pray faithfully
With more than just a nod

***
The old year
Like a feather loosed
Wafts out of our reach
Too late to learn
The lessons that
It intended to teach

The New Year
Like a singing bird
Perches on Mercy’s limb
The lessons we
Failed to full-learn
Are hidden in its wing

© Janet Martin



Thursday, August 11, 2016

Thursday Thoughts on This and That...



Are you enjoying the Olympics? We try to stay tuned a little during our busy summer days.
 How else can we show appreciation for the endurance and years of training these athletes have committed to.
Last night when I was biking (it was hot, my tires were a little slack, the gravel on the shoulder loose, and biking was hard!!) so I pretended I was an Olympian, determined to cross the finish-line (aka home-driveway;-)
It made me think of another finish line that Paul talks about long ago…
Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize?
Run in such a way as to take the prize.
Everyone who competes in the games trains with strict discipline.
They do it for a crown that is perishable, but we do it for a crown that is imperishable.…
1 Cor.9:24

May our daily goal be to run the race with endurance so that someday we may proclaim,
“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith;
in the future there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day; and not only to me, but also to all who have loved His appearing.”
2 Tim.4:7-8


If you want to be a success,
And if you want to be a star
If you want to make a diff’rence
Then be faithful,
 Right where you are

Not in some far and future day
Not in some better this or that
Oh, if you want to be a star
Then be faithful,
Right where you’re at

***

Piety is not enough
To save the sinner’s soul
But salvation, God’s perfect love
Makes Imperfection whole

***

It is not enough to wish
Wish sires despair
Better then, to take each plea
And turn it into prayer

***

Who of us, in all this fuss
Has every answer; none
Who of us does not need trust
In He whose will is done?
Who of us can say our way
Is better then, than His?
Who of us midst all this fuss
Remembers this; God IS

***

Thank-you God, for morning
And for noon and night
Thank-you that we do not know
What waits beyond our sight
Thank-you for Your promise
No matter what the plight
Morning, noon and night

***

We grow old with our habits
Thus we should be on guard
And mold our habits with great care
For they make who we are

***

Ability is like a bud
Lifted on root and stem
How hardly it could bloom, my love
If not held up by them

***

Stay the course and do not waver
Fight the fight and do not quit
Live, but not to gain man’s favor
But for God who ordained it

***
We becomes who we ought to be
Not by self-centered quest
But in God first, then others needs
Thus we become our best

© Janet Martin


Hope you have a happy Thursday. 
Here Thursday promises to be another scorcher so I better finish my Cucumber Hotdog Relish before it gets too hot...

 This mixture of cabbage, cucumber, green tomatoes and onions sat overnight. It is ready for red peppers and celery, then boiling with a sugar-vinegar syrup and sealing.
Actually, why don't I give you my mom's recipe? 
It is yummy on hotdogs, burgers, tuna sandwiches and sandwiches in general!

Hotdog Relish

8 large cucumbers or 12-16 med.
I small head of cabbage
12-18 green tomatoes depending on the size of them
8 med onions
put through course grater.
Add a handful of salt and let sit overnight.
In the morning, drain,
add 3 chopped red peppers and 1 bunch celery, chopped

Bring to boil:
2 cups vinegar
7 cups sugar
1 tsp. celery seed
1 tsp. dry mustard
1 tsp. tumeric

Add veggies. 
(make sure you have a heavy pot and stir constantly to keep it from burning)

boil 15 min. 
Put in jars and seal!

A few hours later...I forgot what a big batch this is! Recipe can be halved if this is too much.
On the other hand, this lasts for years in the fruit cellar.