© Tee’s Photography, 2013

 An Exceptional Thanksgiving
When it rains it pours in threes or more
words of hate roll off our tongue
one, by one, by one.

Joy once etched across miles of wrinkles
become thoughts of rage in broken pieces
shattered, scattered, hardened heart.

Waiting for light to peek through foggy haze
the windows barred shut, curtains drawn
life subsists, life drifts, life drains.

Is this all there is?
Just beaten up promises and frozen limbs?
And we wait, we wait, and we wait.

Not a prayer on the lips or a praise on the heart
daily living has become a tedious chore
tick tock, goes the clock, tick tock.

But the roof overhead, the car in the shed
the food that keeps showing up at the door
given, we take, we receive.

And there in the midst of the pouring rain
the wind driving hair into the face
we kneel, we speak, we pray.

A new hymn begins with the music of Him
wrinkles smoothed out with upturned tears
lifted, longed for, thanks.

~Marcell Warner Bridges
© November 2013

© Tee’s Photography, 2013

(And) my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.  Philippians 4:19


I have had a virus on my computer and was not able to post this Thanksgiving poem last week. It made me really sad that I couldn’t share it with you. But even a week late is still not late because we should celebrate Thanksgiving to God every day. I hope you enjoy this poem and I pray that you will know that even in the midst of our worst days God is still there to bring us through them and to provide for our every need. 

All photo’s (except for the very top one) courtesy of my sweet friend Tee-Tee Barnes. You take such beautiful portraits!  Thank you Tee! 

© Heart Thoughts, Marcie Bridges, 2013

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