Showing posts with label thankfulness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thankfulness. Show all posts

Monday, December 15, 2025

Bittersweet Ballad

Ps.19:14
Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, 
be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.


Christmas season stirs reflection.
As I reflect on another year where sorrow and joy
 clashed, again and again, the word 'bittersweet'
seems to have taken a deeper, more sacred root in the soil
of hope, 


trust...



 and gratitude!



Before it is too late to say 
'I love you' by our words and deeds
Let's take a fresh look at today
And make the most of moment-seeds...

Moment-seeds may appear as commonplace
as shoveling snow



or loads of laundry,


but as we take a closer look at the
'who' and the 'why' of them
they steal our breath!!


With changes that each year unfolds
Where birth and death's charges compete
Love and longing's uncharted holds
Compose a ballad, bittersweet

Between a world of yesterdays
And morrows, life's moments untwist
In sunshine golds and storm cloud grays
Years melt away like morning mist
 
...while making us more humble stewards
Of  Today's gardens-vineyards-fields 
To gather love's grains, grapes and gourds
With gratitude for what soon yields

...to scenes of once-upon-today
The heart, a gallery that gleams
With buds that bloom and fall away
Like petal-fray on rushing streams

...pushed by relentless winds of change
Where hold and letting go compete
In tangos of embrace-estrange 
To time's bold ballad, bittersweet

Before it is too late to say 
'I love you' by our words and deeds
Let's take a fresh look at today
And make the most of moment-seeds 

...so when the bud unfolds to bloom
Upon the tomb of yesteryears
The bitter-sweetness of its plume
Will stir a hymn of smiles and tears 

Janet Martin 




Wednesday, November 26, 2025

A Thank-you Collection

Today's Daily Bread Devotion, through the hymn Count Your Blessings,
reminds us, when we are discouraged we should begin to count our blessings and
'it will surprise us too, what the Lord has done'!

What a visual reminder of photo-captured blessings I enjoyed
on Monday, as I scrolled through a year's worth of photos while (frantically)
creating a few Christmas gifts to take advantage of a pre-Black Friday Sale with a Monday midnight deadline (that I found renewed/extended in my email on Tuesday morning 😒😅)

After that and today's devotions a thank-you hymn begged to be born!


Thank-you for puddles on the lane, for splash-wild laughter as it rings
For good old days that still remain, thanks to gladness in simple things ...


Thank-you for walls that we call 'home'; a haven in a hurried/harried world...


Thank-you for every hymn and psalm by nature's troubadours unfurled...




Thank-you for faithful parents who train up their children by Thy word
Thank-you Heavenly Father, You bless us with patience undeterred

Thank-you for each shiny, new day; grant us wisdom to spend it well
Thank-you for list'ning when we pray and hearing all we have to tell

Thank-you for walls that we call 'home'; a haven in a hurried/harried world
Thank-you for every hymn and psalm by nature's troubadours unfurled

Thank-you for Wonder's my-oh-my to nullify shadows of doubt
For every slice of humble pie I hate but would be vain without

Thank-you for family and friends, whether nearby or far apart
For the sunshine that kindness sends to warm the garden of the heart  

Thank-you for everybody who gives misjudgment, doubt's benefit
And for Your Word, steadfast and true no matter who may challenge it

When care-worn loving takes its toll, Thank-you for strength to help us through
When sorrow's sobbing billows roll, when happiness is feeling blue

Thank-you for promises to cheer the soul with holy fellowship
For Thy counsel to commandeer, For Thy whole armour to equip

...so we may be able to stand against the evil of the hour
Thank-you that You are greater than legions of dark, demonic pow'r

Thank-you for pleasures evermore, waiting beyond Time's hills and vales 
You comfort us as you restore our souls with love that never fails 

Thank-you for hope that You secure; for joy complete in spite of grief 
The wellspring of your Word is pure and sweet as honey to Belief 

Thank-you for little boys and girls to remind us of wants amiss
Thank-you for freckles, dimples, curls, and chubby cheeks to kiss and kiss

Thank-you for puddles on the lane, for splash-wild laughter as it rings
For good old days that still remain thanks to gladness in simple things 

...like cuppa comfort-soup or tea, cookies and milk, or fresh-baked bread
Like quiet good-book company, like no stone pillow for my head 

...like wood to keep the fire fed, like coffeeshops where cronies meet 
Like compliments, not left unsaid, like tasks to safeguard hands and feet

...like the touchdown of feet to floor each morning as we rise and shine
And oft forget to thank You for the gift of feet; 'the world is mine'  

For minds that still retain a thought for more than a moment or two
For ink to spell thrill into jot (also known as Poem for You)

For more than pages can contain or all earth's ledgers can record
For unearned favours You sustain though ofttimes they remain ignored 

...like answered prayers we never prayed, like supplied needs unrecognized
Of catastrophic outcomes stayed, of kind protection never prized 

We thank you Lord, for countless ways You graciously and freely bless
Forgive us when we fail to praise and thank You for your faithfulness

Janet Martin 

 Gratitude for His faithfulness helps us gain momentum for the future.

  Arthur Jackson




Ps.136;1-4&23-26
Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good!
For His mercy endures forever.
2 Oh, give thanks to the God of gods!
For His mercy endures forever.
3 Oh, give thanks to the Lord of lords!
For His mercy endures forever:

4 To Him who alone does great wonders,
For His mercy endures forever;

23 Who remembered us in our lowly state,
For His mercy endures forever;
24 And rescued us from our enemies,
For His mercy endures forever;
25 Who gives food to all flesh,
For His mercy endures forever.

26 Oh, give thanks to the God of heaven!
For His mercy endures forever.

Tuesday, November 18, 2025

Favour-Feast

 

For the 2025 November PAD Chapbook Challenge, 
poets write a poem a day in November. 
Day 18 is to write an optimistic and/or pessimistic poem.

Today's poem inspiration was kindled by today's devotion...
beginning with Ps.92:1

 It is good to give thanks to the LORD, 
And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;



Below, A small sampling of flavours from love's favour-feast!












It is good to rise each day and thank the Giver for its gift
It is good to kneel and pray and trust His Word that does not shift
It is good to praise God's Name above all other names. Amen
Then, to stake hope's groaning claim beyond this world's brief benison

It is good to learn to bear love's yoke when we are not yet old
It is good to be aware of the fleeting fortune of gold 
It is good to count each good and perfect gift from God above
 Then, when we are misunderstood we will be more fitted to love 

It is good to make the most of moments, because of their sum
It is good to boldly boast in He who tunes time's pendulum 
It is good to look around and marvel at God's mighty Hand
Then, to let wonder confound the holy ground whereon we stand  

It is good to suffer grief, to recognize true joy and peace
It is good to weigh belief in the Balance beyond Time's lease 
It is good to give more earnest thought to the things we have heard
Then, to believe truth's precepts taught and wrought by God's eternal Word 

It is good to sing and sing to He by whom all things exist
It is good to gladly bring offerings from love's unclenched fist
It is good to humbly trust in He who cares for you and me
Then, guard against domains/demons of dust to dust's ignoble hierarchy 

It is good to worship He who deserves more than we can think
It is good to faithfully draw from the well of Living Ink 
It is good to thank the Lord; to be unutterably awed
Then, because of His love outpoured, live to outpour our love to God

Janet Martin





Monday, October 27, 2025

Thank-you Lord, For Your Patience

2 Pet.3:9
The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, 
as some understand slowness.
 Instead he is patient with you, 
not wanting anyone to perish,
 but everyone to come to repentance.

His mercy is new every morning!
Hallelujah!


Lam.3:22-24
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
23They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
24“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“Therefore I hope in Him!”

Today's 'poem/prayer' was inspired in part
by *my church family's weekly prayer digest.
The 'adore' section begins with this truth;
God is patient.
The Lord, the Lord, the compassionate and gracious God,
slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.
Ex. 34:6

Thank-you Lord, for Your patience with us;
For your patience when we are impatient.
When we are complaining instead of thankful,
When we are selfish instead of generous
When we treat serving like a burden instead of a privilege/blessing
When we are lazy instead of intentional/industrious
When we have good/best intentions without discipline to see them through
When we are worldly instead of holy/carnal instead of spiritual
When we are talking instead of listening
When we are careless instead of careful
When we are willful/stubborn instead of surrendered
When we are blind instead of seeing
When we are doubting instead of trusting
When we are hurrying instead of being still and knowing you are God
When we are worrying instead of worshipping
When we are boasting instead of praising
When we are bitter instead of forgiving
When we are judgmental instead of helpful/prayerful
When we are thoughtless instead of thoughtful
When we are neglectful instead of faithful
When we are hateful or apathetic instead of loving

Thank-you Lord, for your patience with me,
Your daughter, Janet

*Do you have a  'my church family'?
Do you feel loved and supported by a faith-community?
(If not, I am praying that you will find one!)
Do you, in order to feel truly connected with your church family, 
commit to gathering with them every week, (health permitting)
making 'gathering' a priority, over other enticing options?
Lord, convict us where we need convicting.
Correct us where we need correcting.
Forgive us, as we confess.
Encourage us as we endeavor anew to
seek first your Kingdom
'for thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory
forever and ever,
Amen.





Monday, October 13, 2025

A (Long) Thanksgiving Song

Today in Canada, we celebrate Thanksgiving Day
Happy Thanksgiving, today and every day!

For doors that swing wide open, with a beaming 'welcome in'...



Ps.92:1
It is good to give thanks to the LORD, 
And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;

Give thanks in every circumstance, 
for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

Psalm 147:1
Hallelujah! How good it is to sing praises to our God, 
how pleasant and lovely to praise Him!

For friends and family, for fellowship’s fond happiness...
(dinner yesterday)



For apple-lunch...


 and carrot crunch, 


For soulful meditations as we witness God, so great
In colour combinations only He can orchestrate...



For front rows seats to Divine Majesty’s Un-commonplace
As mercy, new each morning, ushers from unrivaled ranks
Much unmerited favour, often assumed without thanks




Part 1.

1. For creeks meandering through pasturelands, rolling and green
For rivers, rushing-rambling, rippling down rocks and between
For lakes that lie like mammoth mirrors, reflecting the sky
For cakes and fresh-baked pies piled high with whipping cream, oh my

2. For thund’ring hues that waltz through autumn woodlands without sound
For harvest hymns, raised heartily from reaping’s holy ground
For friends and family, for fellowship’s fond happiness
For faith’s fine privilege of prayer, braced by God’s promises

3. For apple-lunch and carrot crunch, and colourful cuisine
Of fruit and veg simplicity yet fit for king and queen
For good-book getaways, for phrases like ‘just between us’
For wordsmiths forging sheer delight from ink and genius

4. For hands to fold in prayer or to hold humble tools of trade
For arms to wrap with tender care around a sad comrade
For beautiful feet, gospel-shod, so everywhere they go
They bring good news of one, true God who loves everyone so

5. For steaming cuppa, when we wake or at coffee break time
For surprises of beauty, begging for a twist of rhyme
For soulful meditations as we witness God, so great
In colour combinations only He can orchestrate

6. For laughter, glorious laughter, after sorrow’s vale of death
For oohs and aahs where Nature steals the show and then our breath
For home, sweet home, a haven in a world, too hurried, oft
For Innocence, to challenge and keep hearts gentle and soft

7. For all the lovely people who care enough to be kind
Who view life’s opportunities with others first in mind
Who value precious moments, no spent moment compensates
Who recognize the School of Life, and love fellow-classmates

8. For autumn’s ambience that sets both earth and souls aglow
Where what was good in good old days will always remain so
The thrill of a still morning or sunset bathed eventide
A table set for dinner and a loved one at our side

9. For wind-ghosts, hustling-rustling through a cornfield, brittle-bronze
For work to do, for fallen leaves cartwheeling across lawns
For the best yet to come, for Heaven; hope and faith’s reward
For this and so much more, we raise a hymn of praise, O Lord

10. For comfort for our sorrows from the One who understands
Whose love is etched in utter proof in nail-scarred feet and hands
For He who bids us ‘come’ for rest this world knows nothing of
Who keeps in perfect peace all who are anchored in His love

Part 2.

11. For flow’ry fence-line filigree; milkweed and Queen Ann’s lace
For front rows seats to Divine Majesty’s Un-commonplace
As mercy, new each morning, ushers from unrivaled ranks
Much unmerited favour, often assumed without thanks

12. For so much wonder to behold in every season-frame
Praise God from whom all blessings flow; from Whom all creatures came
To Him be glory evermore, who vexes mortal ken
For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. Amen.

13. For He transcends Time’s transient speck we beck to comprehend
His promises no one can check, or nullify or bend
A kind, unfailing Helper through the troubles that befall
For this and so much more we thank You, gracious Lord of all

14. For Today’s smorgasbord, laden with goodness to enjoy
A stroll in the fine company of little girl and boy
Through an October afternoon unraveled leaf by leaf
Overflowing heart-cups with happiness, in spite of grief

15. For loss that tunes us to the gains we would otherwise miss
For eyes to see and ears to hear, for lips to smile and kiss
For poets, born to bravely bare their souls upon a page
To preserve cherished sentiment from fleeting age to age

16. For fields and gardens gleaned; for health and strength for toil’s demands
For confidence in He who clothes the lily-gilded lands
For gasp-glimpses of paradise in this old, broken world
For cognizance, to feast our eyes on Evidence unfurled

17. For holidays as handy as a chair beneath a tree
To revel in and reflect on blissful simplicity
For finding so much to be thankful for in every day
As we weather the brunt of hope-dream-laugh-weep-work and pray

18. For cares to keen awareness to our deep need for each other
For we, part of God’s family, are all sister and brother
For this new day to seek a meeker, awestruck attitude
We thank-you Lord, and raise a hymn of glad, glad gratitude

19. For doors that swing wide open, with a beaming 'welcome in'
For scolding, silenced by the mister with mischievous grin
For Firsts we chart with fervor and for Lasts we cannot know
For cheer to journey onward for tis by God’s grace we go

Part 3.

20. For mom and dad, dear mom and dad who gave their prime of life
To feed and clothe and train us to trust God where fear runs rife
Who did not scrimp and save to lay up much pleasure-in-store
But taught us by example what to treasure/measure and Who for

21. For God’s Word, as a lamp to expose dangerous sink-holes
Where we are all born mortal and all die as deathless souls
The dash between our dates of birth and death, life’s sacred span
Where we will either receive or reject salvation’s plan

22. For God’s word as faith’s counsellor and truest friend indeed
For the wisdom that He imparts if we follow His lead
For boundless riches that only poorness of spirit brings
As He opens the eyes of hearts to behold wondrous things

23. For endless entertainment, courtesy of bird and bee
And butterfly, tot, pup and kitten, cute as cute can be 
For Time's four-season carousel twirling around and 'round
Stunning us with hellos and farewells, as echoes confound

For babies to bounce on our knees before they walk, then run
Then fly away while mothers say ‘Where have those long days gone?’
…of teddy bears and goodnight prayers, lost mittens, shoes and socks
And simple joys of scattered toys; dollies and building blocks

24. For kitchen sinks filled with parades of dishes washed and dried
(The age-old effect of hearty appetites satisfied)
For detours, because kindness hailed a second mile or two
For children who never outgrow their mother’s ‘I love you’

25. For music of the rain or strains of cherished melodies
‘Sweet Hour of Prayer, Just as I Am, and Precious Memories'
For harvesters a-humming, beneath autumn’s evening star
For so much to be thankful for however old we are

26. For those who take the time to ask if we are doing well
For those who remember to pray for all we do/cannot tell
For those who try to keep the peace and so they bite their tongue
For those whose friendly spirits seem to stay forever young

27. For those who love and do not count the amount of the price 
Knowing the currency of ministry is sacrifice
Who imitate the One who gave Himself entirely
To leave us an ensample of how true love ought to be 

28. For always a tomorrow (if God wills) to try again
To rally round each other rather than blame and condemn
For we are all First-timers, no one gets a trial run
At life to test its fights to see how this or that is won   

29. …for poems that barely begin to skim the surface of 
Reason to praise and thank you, Lord, for Your eternal love
For the confident knowledge that each day You lend fresh chance
To thank you for the many mercies that your goodness grants

30. For so much we do not deserve but still, You give and give
Praise God from whom all blessings flow; through whom all creatures live
To Thee be glory evermore, who vexes mortal ken
For from Thee and through Thee and to Thee are all things. Amen.

Janet Martin

For Innocence, to challenge and keep hearts gentle and soft...




A stroll in the fine company of little girl and boy
Through an October afternoon unraveled leaf by leaf
Overflowing heart-cups with happiness, in spite of grief...




For holidays as handy as a chair beneath a tree...



Friday, October 10, 2025

Like Fresh-baked Bread...


“When you reflect on your work,
give thanks that every breath you took,
all the intelligence you applied,
all the strength you exerted, 
was a gift of God,
so that your working becomes an occasion 
of happy, thankful worship as you think about it.”

Instruct those who are rich in the present age
not to be conceited 
and not to put their hope in the uncertainty of wealth,
but in God, 
who richly provides all things for us to enjoy.

Yesterday was Thanksgiving Bake Day!



Baking always brings me pleasure...



...and it's easy to worship when oil cruses 
and flour vessels are full! 


Would I be as willing in my worship if they were not?
A thought to challenge/purify my gratitude! 


This day is thine and mine to break
Like fresh-baked bread; to take and bless
To savour every crumb and flake
Like manna in the wilderness 

This is the day the Lord has made
He does not author thoughtlessly
Its lease; then do not be afraid

Today’s ephemeral empire
Of morn-noon-night slips through our touch
Futile to wallow in the mire
Of yesterday’s defeats and such

Better to taste our gift of days 
Like fresh-baked bread; simple and sweet
And with each morsel/mouthful offer praise
To He who gives to we who eat

Janet Martin

This Good Day -Fernando Ortega