“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
The Thanksgiving memories are still so fresh, and I am always grateful for family and times together! What organized chaos! I wouldn’t trade it for anything. As I am counting my blessings, I know there are those who are facing some uncertain times right now. I am especially thinking of Grace, Grace, and Wyatt.
My Daddy used to have a very peculiar habit of pouring his coffee from his cup into his saucer every morning at breakfast. When I asked him why, he always said, “because my cup keeps overflowing.” I feel that way this Thanksgiving, and I pray that these families and others are filled to overflowing with God’s blessings.
I’ve had this poem for years, but I am afraid the author is unidentified to me. It pretty much sums up Thanksgiving.
“I’ve never made a fortune, and it’s probably too late now,
But I don’t worry about that much, I’m happy anyhow.
And as I go along life’s way, I’m reaping better than I sowed.
I’m drinking from my saucer cause my cup has overflowed.
Haven’t got a lot of riches, and sometimes the going’s tough,
But I’ve got loving ones around me, and that makes me rich enough. Thank God for His blessings, and the mercies He’s bestowed.
I’m drinking from my saucer cause my cup has overflowed.
I remember times when things went wrong, my faith wore pretty thin,
But all at once, the dark clouds broke and sun peeped through again.
So Lord, help me not to gripe about the tough rows that I’ve hoed.
I’m drinking from my saucer cause my cup has overflowed.
If God gives me strength and courage when the way goes steep and rough,
I’ll not ask for other blessings, I’m already blessed enough.”
I’m praying that all our cups will overflow.
Thank you for the reminder us that although we will all have good times and hard times those who trust in God and share their lives with others will experience blessings from His overflow. And what a joy it is to share those overflowing blessings with others.
Thank you, Carey. You are a blessing to us.
The poem is perfect. I feel that way everyday.
Glad you had a nice Thanksgiving. praying for those three children
Thanks, Sherry. I am praying, too.
Awesome, Diane. Brought tears to my eyes and made me realize all I have to be thankful for❤️
You are a blessing to us.
Love u!?
Love you and thanks!
Beautiful words Diane. I have memories of Pop doing the same every morning at breakfast. I always wondered why and now I will think of your sentiment with this memory of Pop and your sweet Daddy who I loved so very much. And your sweet Mother. My family is blessed to call you family❤️
So sweet of you to comment. Thank you so much for the sweet words.
You capture heartfelt emotions through your pen very well, Diane. And blessings pour forth!
Thanks so much, Cindi!
This is the poem that my Momma heard Randy use in one of his sermons back when Mt. Bethel was on tv. I got her the tape so that she could have it, and to this day, she enjoys quoting and sharing it with others. It’s a keeper! Thank you.
Susan
I remember that. She probably knows it by heart!