Sheep without a Shepherd

Like a sheep without a shepherd I stumbled round and round.

I bumbled here, I dithered there, slipping, falling down.

I couldn't sleep, I didn't eat, I was lost and all alone,

Till I heard a gentle whisper calling me to come back home.

Like sheep without a shepherd, we all stumble through the dark,

We go our way and try to say we have it all worked out.

We scamper here, we hurry there, we worry, fume, and fuss,

Not realizing that we have a Friend who cares for us.

A friend, a Lord, a Shepherd, who would like to be our guide

Who waits and waits for us to see it was for us He died.

I turned to Him, He gave me rest, I sighed and nestled in,

It feels so good to rest in Him, let Him the battles win.

Happy Thanksgiving!

The Pilgrims
In the year of 1620
on a cold Decembre day
a hundred and two pilgrims
sailed into Plymouth Bay.
Still wary from their voyage -
still gacing winter's chill -
they kept their sights on freedom
with courage, work, and will.
Pilgrims did not stop to think
of riches, fame, or glory
while bravely playing starring roles
in our new nation's story
by Bobbi Katz

Thanksgiving

*I copied this whole post from my sisters blog.  She doesn't even know I'm doing it - heehee!  But she said it all so I got lazy and just used her post.  Thanks Sis!!

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Over the river, and through the wood,

When Grandmother sees us come,

She will say, “Oh, dear, the children are here,

Bring a pie for everyone.”

Over the river, and through the wood—

Now Grandmother’s cap I spy!

Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?

Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

~Lydia Marie Child

What is your favorite Thanksgiving food? Traditional or untraditional? Do you have a menu that you use every year or does it vary from year to year?

Pumpkin pie is definitely one of my favorites! With my mother’s pie crust. I love fresh-baked rolls and my grandmother’s cranberry salad. And, of course, the stuffing, and mashed potatoes. I don’t have to have sweet potatoes, but my mother-in-law makes a really good sweet potato casserole. Green beans are always good and you can’t leave out the turkey and gravy. Yum! As one of my great uncles used to say,

“My, aren’t we blessed?”

A Daily Duty Ditty

 

 

There are dishes to wash, There is laundry to fold,

The dust and the clutter are getting quite old,

Stuff to pick up, and then put away,

Food to prepare day after day. 

Did you brush your teeth? Did the pets get fed?

Bring down dirty laundry and please make your bed.

Lists to check off, shoes organized,

Rugs that need shaken, Trash goes outside. 

Lessons to grade, bills to be paid,

Sheets to be washed, beds to be made,

Windows are sadly in need of a wash,

Gather up papers and give them a toss,

Calls to be made, Ironing to do,

Math and Reading and some English too,

Spelling words to be heard as they’re properly spelled, 

(Lunch in the oven, how good it does smell,)

Cleaning chores to be done right after we eat,

Later on we’ll have cookies for a little treat,

Schoolbooks put away, all done for the day,

I think we will all give a little hooray,

These tasks aren’t hard, they just don’t stay done,

That’s the part that’s not so fun,

Dirty dishes accumulate so fast it seems,

Yet through the mess a blessing beams,

‘Cause we’ve plenty of food, cupboards aren’t bare,

Dirty laundry means we’ve something to wear,

Boots on the floor mean my husband is here,

(I’m so thankful for him, he’s such a dear,)

and all of the stuff that we have and we own,

is much more than many have ever known,

My children are happy and healthy and whole,

Shoes on their feet, their tummies are full,

They can study and learn, They can play, sometimes fuss,

We live and we love, The Lord’s so greatly blessed us!

-Deborah Flora (my sis!)