Thanksgiving thoughts
Ms. Debbie S.Loeb from Hodgepodge has done it again and sent something on to us- I share them with you all:
Grace isn't a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal. It's a way to live.~Jackie Windspear
Thanksgiving Day comes, by statute, once a year; to the honest man it comes as frequently as the heart of gratitude will allow. ~Edward Sandford Martin
Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude. ~E.P. Powell
Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving. --WT Purkiser
"Clyde Murdock tells of a Christian farmer who was spending a day in a large city. Entering the restaurant for his noon meal, he found a table near a group of young men. When his meal was served, he quietly, with bowed head, gave thanks for the food before him. The young men, observing this, thought they would ridicule and embarrass the old gentleman. One called out in a loud voice: 'Hey farmer, does everyone do that where you live?' The old man looked at the callow youth and calmly said: 'No, son, the pigs don't.'" (Prairie Overcomer, October 1987, p. 36)
Grace isn't a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal. It's a way to live.~Jackie Windspear
Thanksgiving Day comes, by statute, once a year; to the honest man it comes as frequently as the heart of gratitude will allow. ~Edward Sandford Martin
Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude. ~E.P. Powell
Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving. --WT Purkiser
"Clyde Murdock tells of a Christian farmer who was spending a day in a large city. Entering the restaurant for his noon meal, he found a table near a group of young men. When his meal was served, he quietly, with bowed head, gave thanks for the food before him. The young men, observing this, thought they would ridicule and embarrass the old gentleman. One called out in a loud voice: 'Hey farmer, does everyone do that where you live?' The old man looked at the callow youth and calmly said: 'No, son, the pigs don't.'" (Prairie Overcomer, October 1987, p. 36)
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