Every Day Thanksgiving Day
Sweet it is to see the sun
Shining on Thanksgiving Day,
Sweet it is to see the snow
Fall as if it came to stay;
Sweet is everything that comes,
For all makes cheer, Thanksgiving Day.
Fine is the pantry's goodly store,
And fine the heaping dish and tray;
Fine the church-bells ringings; fine
All the dinners' great array,
Things we'd hardly dare to touch,
Were it not Thanksgiving Day.
Dear the people coming home,
Dear glad faces long away,
Dear the merry cries, and dear
All the glad and happy play.
Dear the thanks, too, that we give
For all of this Thanksgiving Day.
But sweeter, finer, dearer far
It well might be if on our way,
With love for all, with thanks to Heaven,
We did not wait for time's delay,
But, with remembered blessings then
Made every day Thanksgiving Day
- Harriet Prescott Spofford
Today was Thanksgiving Sunday in Ontario. There's something about a sunny Thanksgiving Day that simply makes the heart sing. We went to church and came home, made a quick lunch, and put the turkey on for supper. The kids helped me tidy the deck in anticipation of some family members coming tomorrow for a visit. I am thankful for their help.
One single grateful thought raised to heaven is the most perfect prayer.”
I'm particularly grateful this year when I listen to the news of Ebola victims and terrorist attacks, yet realize that our family, so far, has been spared these great trials. I know that this could change in an instant, and that God is good anyway, but for the peace in which we live, I'm thankful.
Let my voice ring out and over the earth
Through all the grief and strife,
With a golden joy in a silver mirth,
Thank God for life!
~James Thomson (1834 - 1882)
Are you thankful, too? Why?