Of Days Like This...

 

 Days like this always

Pass far too fast

No bastion can fence in

A shadow cast...

Anticipation

Is bittersweet

Soon its fulfillment

Lies ‘neath our feet...

Who among us

Can keep anything?

Time is Supreme

In its winnowing...

Treasure the measure

Of pleasure lent

For soon the flower

Is hour-bent...

Darling, to wish

Is to waste what is

Let’s taste the mercy

Of days like this

© Janet Martin

This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it. Ps.118:24

Today in Canada, we are celebrating Thanksgiving Day. Every moment is drenched with mercy-gifts! Thank-you God.

 

Beholding Wonder

  Somewhere in heaven a sugar-jar tipped; earth's every outline was silver dipped

Pour coffee

Sip slowly

Brazilian bronze

Flavors the air

Where a new day dawns

Think softly

Pray meekly

Breathe deeply, don’t fuss

Love wills God’s mercy

In new days, to us

He favors

Darkness

With silver and gold

Pour coffee

Sip slowly

And simply behold…

…up from the

Skyline

And down from His arms

We behold wonder

Where a new day dawns

© Janet Martin

  

 The Lord is merciful and gracious,
    slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.
^{Ps. 103:8}

Happy Anniversay, Robyn and Emily

 A year ago today these two became one...wishing you, Robyn and Emily, many more years of rich blessing from God.

Marriage makes ‘our’ and ‘we’

Instead of ‘my’ and ‘me’

It unites two with this; ‘I do’

And binds them eternally

While we cheer and applaud

And witness vows of love

One sacred kiss signifies this;

A promise sealed by God

Bridegroom and bride, one day

Husband and wife for aye

We pray, God bless with happiness

And love, each come-what-may

© Janet Martin


Love and best wishes from all of us ...

Victoria, Matthew, Melissa, Robyn & Emily, Mom and Dad

Saturday Night Before Thanksgiving Sunday Dinner

All is still, save for thinning willow-song

And bits of brittle leaf scuffling along

Where brooding breeze not yet asleep gives chase

Flirting with *rainbow splatters on the grass

The house tucked in beneath a velvet quilt

Of blue and silver where the moon is spilt

Is quiet now, where all day long it wore

The liveliness of laughter, love and chores

The solitude of almost Sunday falls

To wrap in holy slumber hills and halls

 Upstairs a girl can hardly wait to wake

Dreaming of turkey, pie and carrot cake

© Janet Martin

The last thing Victoria said tonight was, 'Oh, I can't wait until tomorrow! Turkey and dressing, potatoes and gravy, pumpkin pie and carrot cake!'

We are having everyone in for Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow:)oops, not everyone...Rob & Emily and Melissa will be here!

Maybe I'll add the recipes later...so tired.  (there is only one way to get the whole house clean and prepare lots of yummy food; stay at it) 

G'night.

* Victoria picked those rainbow splatters in above photos. The leaves are so vivid this year!

We are enjoying some stunning moonlight nights! (my little digital camera does not do it justice!)

For These...a Thanks Giving Song

For sweep of sky to feed the eye

For song of waterfall in trees

For poetry of land and sea

We thank You Lord, for these

For strength to hold time’s moment-gold

For lips to laugh, for hands to seize

The cup that brims with mercy-hymns

We thank You Lord, for these

For days that teach us how to reach

For nights alight with star-frothed seas

For dusk and dawn of gold-pink yawn

We thank you Lord, for these

For words to fill with warmth when chill

Of wind or want would taunt and tease

For grinning joy of girl or boy

We thank You Lord, for these

For garden-wealth, for home, for health

For this, the hope of centuries;

Amazing grace to human race

We thank You Lord, for these

For this new day to thread time’s way

Beyond this broken, begging sod

For hearts to trust in more than dust

For these, we thank you, God

© Janet Martin

It is Thanksgiving Week-end in Canada.

Oh, pray the thanks we give

is simply a continued song

of every day we live

Up early to bake apple and pumpkin pies, cinnamon-snaps (a fall favorite here),Hopefully there might be recipes and pics later today. I say might because it seems Saturdays seldom turn out like I picture them in the morning; trying to balance busyness and breath-catching beauty!