Thanksgiving

Although I've had this poem on my blog before, it seems even more appropriate this year, with all of the enconomic trouble that we've all felt throughout this past year. I hope that along with Habakkuk, we can all say that no matter what our financial situation is or might become, God is still worthy of all our thanks and praise simply for who He is - the Creator of the universe, the author and perfector of our faith.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Ann

Thanksgiving
Ann Dunlap, May 23, 2004

“Though the fig tree should not blossom
and there be no fruit on the vines,
Though the yield of the olive should fail
and the fields produce no food,
Though the flock should be cut off from the fold
and there be no cattle in the stalls,
Yet I will exult in the Lord,
I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
The Lord God is my strength,
and He has made my feet like hinds’ feet,
And makes me walk on my high places."
Habakkuk 3:17-19


Not for what You give me, Lord,
Nor what I now may own;
Not for daily circumstance,
Nor blessings yet unknown.
Just for who You are to Me:
Redeemer, Savior, Friend,
May humble thanks flow from my heart ~
And to Your throne ascend.