Reflections of Thanksgiving
by
Deborah Thomas
(Age: 48)
copyright 11-28-2005 Contest Winner
Age Rating: 7 to 127
Counting My Blessings
A home to clean and call my own.
A place to rest when the evening is done.
A love to cherish and he loves me back.
All is provided, we have no lack.
Food on the table with some to spare.
A garden to tend, blue sky and fresh air.
With all of the things I have listed above
I thank the Lord most for His Mercy and love.
I wrote this poem for a Thanksgiving contest. It seemed to contain all of the things I am thankful for... there was nothing else to add. But you can only put so much in a rhyme.
Life doesn't always rhyme. In fact, it sometimes makes no sense at all. I know when I look back on my youth, I wonder what was I thinking? I am very thankful that God kept calling me until I finally answered. His wonderful Mercy is what I am most grateful for. Without His Mercy, I would not deserve any of the blessings He has bestowed upon me an my family.
A home to clean and call my own. There were many years when I moved around a lot. I finally have my name on a deed to a home. My home. I can feel it every time I move the furniture around, vacuum, wash dishes, clean the tub.. my tub.. my home.
My chair to sit in. My bed to rest in. My comfy quilt to cover up with. My soft pillow to lay my head on. I am thankful for every last detail!
A love to cherish and he loves me back. I know he loves me. I have put him through the test. Over and over, and he's still here! And so am I! Almost 17 years since we met. And even though I did work for a number of years to buy things for my home, he has always provided for me. God is blessing us now with my husband's paycheck going farther than both of our paychecks ever went. I am a housewife! Something I never thought I wanted to be... at least not since my teen-age years. I am so thankful that I have this kind of love in my life.
Food on the table, with some to spare. We seem to always have enough now.. even when 1 or 2 kids are living with us. It was not always so. Our kids are grown now, but we still have at least one extra bedroom filled with one or the other of them... sometimes with grandkids as well. We have enough.
I even have a garden I go sit in with my cup of coffee in the morning, I like to think I'm 'evaluating' what needs to be done later. Noticing each bloom... it's form and fragrance. Roses especially need to be noticed, or they will die. From loneliness I think...
Yes, I have a lot to be thankful for. And I would have none if not for God's Mercy on this undeserving soul.
I am blessed.
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I think it's great to be at a time in your life when you're able to sit back and really appreciate everything that you have. I've reached that point, also, as you probably noticed when you read my story "I'm Thankful for That!" I still remember the struggles and the hardships that I've had my share of, and it only makes me more appreciative of the things I now have!
Your poem touches on many things that to some may seem so trivial, yet they really are the important things, aren't they?
Now I feel that I know you that much better, and I feel more connected with you since I know we share a lot of the same feelings! Thanks! :)
I can't say anything but, Beautiful! The poem was beautiful and so were the sentiments. At this moment I feel so full of spirituality that I'm speechless. your wonderful poem has taken my breath away.
When I was growing up, I was reminded that there were others that had less than we did! This was supposed to abate my hunger and quench my thirst. There were times when there was nothing to eat, so I would go to sleep hungry. But for the most part, my mother always managed to provide a morsel. This taught me to appreciate abundance and not to overly complain about my miseries. I think that this poem is absolutely beautiful, for it teaches us that God indeed provides for his children! I love your imagery and the way you relate your story. Debbie, You've become an accomplished writer and a very good poet! Boy, do I know how to choose my friends or what?
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