T’was the night before Thanksgiving and all through the town
Hams and turkeys cooked through the night ‘til they were all
brown,
To be served the next day to family and friends
Who would gather and feast, and feast to no end.
There were casseroles and stuffing and oh so many pies,
To go with the rolls, biskets,
and the occasional surprise
Some like their turkey browned on the outside but still moist
inside,
But these days folks might just want to get them deep fried.
It is a day made for eating and watching football
By mid afternoon it feels like we ate it all
But there is more food for seconds and thirds and more
Got to rest up to head out to the stores.
From a full dining room table to lines circling the block
I must save that ten dollars on that Frozen Alarm Clock
Or is Ninja Turtles who are in this year?
Better get the right stuff and
fast before it disappears.
Thanksgiving and Black Friday have
merged into one
Food, food, and more food and
shopping, some call that fun.
That fifty inch TV would look
great in my home
Though really I watch most of my
shows on my new phone.
And all in a moment, the year turns into a blurr
Christmas comes upon us and we buy
more stuff to serve
And then cry quite the river when
the bills all come in
And swear to ourselves we will
never do this again.
Serve the master of money, stuff,
and credit card debt
We promise to live for God and not
greed nor all we can get
But next year comes upon us and we
are in the same boat
For we sought not the Lord nor the
words that he spoke.
So we come upon another year
without giving thanks
We don’t feel alone, there are
many in our ranks
Who chose the world over God and
like it that way
But we know full well that there
will be a day…
A day of accounting, judgment, and
all
We don’t want to think about it
for there is surely a fall
In store for those who choose to rebel
Oh I can’t pray to God but I pray
there’s no hell.
For I know that I have lived only
for my selfish self
And have not loved God with my
life or my wealth
These people they tell me to
repent and believe
But I don’t want a God who comes
before my TV…
And before my idols of football
and fame
I want what I want and don’t want
to believe on the Name
That is above all names and calls
me again
There must be a catch, I feel
safer in sin.
For there is a catch, but not what
you think
It is a harvest of people that
will come in a blink
Of the eye, yes in a moment, we
all will be changed
Some relieved off all burdens and
some who remain
Slave to sin and death and
darkness and sorrow
They lived for themselves and
saved naught for tomorrow
They stored their treasures in
barns they would lose
Because it was greed and not God
when it came time to choose.
This sadness and sorrow need not
be the end of the line
For the One who made the heavens
also made time
And in a single moment even in the
worst strife
A few and simple words bring those
who are dead into life.
Yes, your heart may be pumping and
your blood is bright red
But without the Lord of Lords your
body is already dead
For the King of kings came as a
child and died on a cross
So that the worst among us would
never be lost.
To Satan and sin and rebellion and
death
As in the beginning, life comes in
the Spirit’s breath.
We must die to this world and be born
of God’s Spirit
Or this Kingdom of Heaven –we’ll
never get near it.
This is a sad sort of thought on Thanksgiving
Day
Why can’t I just eat and watch
football and fall asleep as I may?
It is the God who made me and made
me to live
Who is calling me to repent and
believe and forgive.
And to do it today and not wait any
longer
When I confess my own weakness he
just makes me stronger
And in whatever state or
circumstance I endure
I will learn to give thanks and be
always thankful.
But I can’t do that now, Lord, though
I know that I should
I am so, so afraid that I will miss
something good
I can’t put you first though I know
it the right thing to do
But I can’t bear the words, “I
never knew you.”
So just one more day or week or
year’s all I ask
Of life without purpose or meaning
while wearing this mask
That’s says I know what I am doing
without this God stuff
Don’t mess with me now, my words
might get gruff.
My heart it grows hard and it will
be harder to break
Though many have tried, I am a very
good fake
And so I spin the words of truth,
love, and life.
And pray you don’t come like a
thief in the night.
And pray you don’t come like a
thief in the night.