Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Time of Thanks

For the month of November I am taking time to realize and announce all of the wonderful things that I am most thankful for.  The sad part about this is that I shouldn't just use a month with a holiday of thanks to mention and acknowledge all of the things I am thankful for.  So this is the goal I have set forth to myself;  I am beginning my year of thankfulness in the month of November; in the year 2011.  It is my goal to mention something I am thankful for every day for the next year.  I have no idea how easy or hard this is going to be, but I do know that this is my way of being thankful and grateful every day and actually acknowledging these things every day!!! Wish me luck :)  I will add to the Thankful list on my blog every day :) 365 Days of Thankfulness  I am leaving you with a Thanksgiving poem to get you in the Turkey Day Spirit!!!

We walk on starry fields of white
And do not see the daisies,
For blessings common in our sight
We rarely offer praises.
We sigh for some supreme delight
To crown our lives with splendour,
And quite ignore our daily store
Of pleasures sweet and tender.
Our cares are bold and push their way
Upon our thought and feeling;
They hang about us all the day,
Our time from pleasure stealing.
So unobtrusive many a joy
We pass by and forget it,
But worry strives to own our lives,
And conquers if we let it.
There’s not a day in all the year
But holds some hidden pleasure,
And, looking back, joys oft appear
To brim the past’s wide measure.
But blessings are like friends, I hold,
Who love and labour near us.
We ought to raise our notes of praise
While living hearts can hear us.
Full many a blessing wears the guise
Of worry or of trouble;
Far-seeing is the soul, and wise,
Who knows the mask is double.
But he who has the faith and strength
To thank his God for sorrow
Has found a joy without alloy
To gladden every morrow.
We ought to make the moments notes
Of happy, glad Thanksgiving;
The hours and days a silent phrase
Of music we are living.
And so the theme should swell and grow
As weeks and months pass o’er us,
And rise sublime at this good time,
A grand Thanksgiving chorus.

By:  Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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