Thought Poem on a Thursday

 We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God,
and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.

2 Cor.10:5

(this is not a Thursday Thoughts post,
just a post about thought on a Thursday:)

This poem was ongoing all day...

I was constantly interrupted by over 300 photo ops!

 I wish I could share most of them...

all day long masterpiece moments made me wish for a head on a swivel!

How in a world of wishing want and taunt do we withstand

Those wily whispers working in the matrix of the mind

Where roster that we foster in secret, mentors the hand

As conception of thought gives birth to deed soon left behind

Then we are wise to scrutinize sly guests we entertain

They author what we do, run through with aftermath’s terrain

Mankind’s plan of attack soon veers off-track if we neglect

To consult Wisdom’s Handbook for infallible decrees

Oh Lord, my God, how awed we ought to be but we forget

And trust the vanity of thought lured by what the eye sees

Yet oh, the sights that often steal our rev'rent breath away

Were authored by the One who wrote the laws we disobey

His law is love; but love of Self is a fool’s syndicate

Me-myself-I aggrandizes boast’s painted devilries

And consorts to waved banners of excuse to vindicate

The pitiful pitfalls that prove Deception’s fallacies

Intent for all its gentlemanly attributes and such

Oftentimes gets distorted somewhere between thought and touch

And just because we meant well does not mean we will not fail

Fancy is quite a master-chef when cooking food for thought

It spreads before the wide-eyed mind buffets of grand regale

Where uninvited guests creep in to feast among the lot

They gorge on tasty morsels which seem innocent and sweet

Until they find their way into indulgent hands and feet

Ho, ho, we are in trouble when the lords of vanity

Exchange that which is Holy for sight-sanctioned substitute

Discretion like a marshal brings into captivity

Each argument and pretense that defies Godly statute

How in a world of want and taunt does Thought withstand defeat?

By scrutinizing every guest that tries to take a seat

© Janet Martin

Today's 'thought-guests' were treated to lots of laughter courtesy of two little three-ish year old girlies...

example 1: girl one reading to girl two (as she turned the pages and looked at the pictures) "Once upon a time there was"...and so forth until I caught the ending

 'then he said, well you know what? I am a dad so I can be the daddy 

and she said, well, I'm a mom so I can be the mommy,

 then they vewy, vewy fell in love and lived hapwy evew aftoh!" 

(then they very, very fell in love and lived happily ever after:)

Example 2: girl two, after realizing she talked to me in a very steady monotone 

crinkled up her face, looked up at me with big blue eyes and said,

 "oh deaw, I was talking like a wobot!"

(oh dear. I was talking like a robot!)

...after above hike I picked up a box of 20 timbits for their snack while we drove home.
 After we were driving for a bit they asked if they may have 'another one'.
"How many have you eaten so far?" I ask
Fwee, came the reply.
OK, says I, you may have another one.
When we got home I looked in the box. There were 4 left.
I guess their counting needs a little 'practice'!
But we gals all sometimes just have 'fwee', right;-)
(and never mind if we missed a few!!lol)

...and before I knew it dusk fell where morn mist, 

it seemed had swathed the vale but a bit ago!

When We Remember...a Hallelujah Hymn

When we remember that He remembers no more

Hope soars like an eagle to heights before unknown

Faith finds The Focal-point worth fighting for

And sets its sight beyond earth’s flight of stone

When we remember that He remembers naught

That, as far as east is from the west He flings

The sordid details of remorse at redemption besought

And He only remembers forgiving us; Hope sings

It is not for nothing that we press toward a shore

Beyond the death where debt would damn the dead

Then we remember (because of Jesus) He remembers our sin no more

Hope weeps for joy and marches, hallelujah, straight ahead

© Janet Martin

 For as high as the heavens are above the earth, 

So great is His lovingkindness toward those who fear Him. 

As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us. 

Just as a father has compassion on his children, 

So the LORD has compassion on those who fear Him.…

Psalm 103:11-13

Like Fall's Scattered Leaf...

 We have not yet had a killer frost in this area! Quite unusual.

Enjoying its boon of bonus-bloom moments!

Time’s garrulous enterprise of exchange

Makes strangers of each moment it imparts

Where font of memory alone sustains

November embers glowing in our hearts

A riot in tree tresses tosses gold

Up in the air and down beneath the feet

That tattoo streets and lanes with tried-true old

Rigmarole of dust to dust retreat

Ah, sweet fleet of vermilion dashed on blue

Where autumn’s loudest laughter will soon die

Its corpse a stark, raven-ink sketched ado

As Brute and Beauty clash in lullaby

Don’t cry, my love, for Moment’s slick employ

It is their joy we mourn; be glad for grief

Life’s proof of love quickens Time’s Chief Decoy

Of moments strewn like autumn's scattered leaf

© Janet Martin

A Little Child Shall Lead Them...

This morning Little Girl arrived, expressing, in most unattractive sounds, 

her disapproval of a certain situation concerning a present, no less!!!

Strange, how chatting with a child can make one almost choke on one's own words;
 reminding her that we should be thankful with what we have,

and lots of 'boys and girls' don't,

and we name blessings and talk about how sad it must make God 

when we grumble instead of being happy with what He gives us,

and how we all sometimes forget and think someone else's 'gift'

is nicer than the one we got!
...and how we are often greedy instead of sharing.

Gives us soft hearts for the little one's just beginning their journeys 

of appreciation and contentment, doesn't it?!

Surely we deserve

A chastening rod

While we, juggling presents

Grumble at God

How often we act

Like an 'I-want-theirs' tot

Forgetting the fact

In the Matter we've got

...how God, rich in mercy

Condemns selfish greed

But promises always

To fulfill need

...how we should be thankful

and we would be cursed

But God, rich in mercy

Loved us first

Forgive us, blind gluttons
That seek to indulge
With 'wine, crepes and mutton'
Unflattering bulge

...and help us to hunger
For righteousness
And through it, find the secret
To happiness

~Janet~

Day in Hand

Waste not on what thou canst not know

The ardor of the hour at hand

Futile, those fat guesses we throw

Toward the ghosts of the unplanned

But thou, with what thou hast, do well

The bell that tolls with sleep or death

Is hung upon a citadel

That grants life’s offering, breath by breath

Fear’s borrowed grief, thou canst not ease

With buttered dread and promise-tea

Better the day in hand to please

With Utter Best’s humility

In vain to strain to scan the dip

Where the steep curve of morrow hides

The miles beyond This Present Blip

Of day in Hand where God abides

Then look to He and meekly ask

His love to undergird request

To be content with what thou hast

And give this day in hand thy best

© Janet Martin

 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, 

and all these things will be added unto you.  

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow,  

for tomorrow will worry about itself.  

Today has enough trouble of its own.

Matt.6:33-34