By Pamela Hixon Rhea
Before you carve the turkey,
Before you eat the pumpkin pie,
Before you feast on the bounty,
Give thanks unto God on High.
For God gives us the blessings we enjoy,
From Him all blessings flow,
Thank Him for family and friends,
And for the abundance that He bestows.
Thank Him for the freedoms we enjoy,
For our country, strong and free,
For all the toil and sacrifice,
That help to keep our sweet liberty.
And when we sit down at the table,
Let us be thankful "the most"
For Jesus who came to save us —
And let’s thank our Heavenly "Host!"
By Maxine Spyres Hixon
Thanksgiving should not be only for a ... day;
All year thanksgiving should be daily
Each day of our lives God is, to come first
and be praised ...
From youth in May ... to age — through ...
Did you ever ... make a thanksgiving
Benefits listed — can never exhaust God’s
On paper with pen — would be so many
All God given bounty — does stem from
Our sinful hearts — just can’t take it
It matters not what blessings we
Through God’s mercy — is where it did begin —
No self-righteousness as man may
Be one great or small — thanks should come
Not being deserving — does include the
Such little thought... never thankful as
we ought —;
Yet, enjoying all God’s blessings — spirits
We always come asking for this or the
Something more give ... never ever —
Please give me this ... please give me
Daring to ask more ... in light of a
Thanksgiving for blessings ... gives God
Yet, little from us ... who do ask so
From time we’re young until heads all
Blessings do come ... when thanksgiving
Paul and Silas were singing praises in prison
when their chains were loosed;
Joseph was exalted by God though his brothers
sold him into Egyptian bondage;
Praising God in times of trouble has great
reward — can be deduced;
A person’s spirituality — by thanksgiving can
be gauged ... how much.
It’s Thanksgiving Time Again!
By Pamela Hixon Rhea
It’s time to baste the Butterball,
For it’s Thanksgiving time again,
So bring out the pumpkin pies,
And let the feast begin!
Thinking of that very first Thanksgiving,
At Plymouth long ago —
The pilgrims and the Indians,
What a bounty God bestowed!
It’s a time to be thankful,
For family and friends,
But, most of all for Jesus,
Who our many blessings sends.
A time to reach out to the needy,
And to invite the stranger in...
A time to enjoy togetherness,
As loving hearts do blend.
And how we wish times like these,
Would never, ever end,
Oh, it’s time to baste the Butterball,
For it’s Thanksgiving time again!
A Thanksgiving Poem
‘Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn’t sleep
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned -
The dark meat and white
But I fought the temptation
With all of my might.
Tossing and turning
The thought of a snack
So, I raced to the kitchen,
Flung open the door
And gazed at the fridge,
Full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey
And buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots,
Beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling
So plump and so round,
‘Til all of a sudden,
I rose off the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling,
Floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding
And a handful of pie.
But, I managed to yell
As I soared past the trees....
Happy eating to all -
Pass the cranberries, please.
May your stuffing be tasty,
May your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes ‘n gravy
Have nary a lump.
May your yams be delicious
May your pies take the prize,
May your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off of your thighs.
May your Thanksgiving be blessed!