A Poem to Honor Those Who Work on Thanksgiving

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When police, fire, EMS
Doctors, nurses
Others in shifts
Work while most gather not rift

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Their longing
To join
Those whom they miss and deeply love
It’s really not about the turkey …

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Rather it’s being used as a blessing
By Our Almighty God above
Treating strangers as kings
Then when home, allowing the out-pouring

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The wife awaits her husband’s return
Thanking God he was not burned
In the fire where he served
Perhaps she sees a tattered uniform and spirit worn

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With open arms
She wraps him
Placing her cheek next to his
Hearing breath, God’s life He gives

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All is well
In spite of any attempt from hell
To tear down or away
His beloved children from His well

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Living water flows
Through the center of our souls
Never dry or empty
Today as I wait for my husband, I praise my God of plenty.

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I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through Him who gives me strength (Philippians 4:11-13).

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God bless you, whomever reads this. Asking God to bless you today with peace and good things.

It is not easy being married to police or military or fire or a doctor. When duty calls, you are left. Left to wait, to prepare even if the return time is unknown. If you are a parent, you answer your children’s questions about where daddy or mommy is. If you are prone to loneliness, the devil lurks whispering lies that amplify what you DON’T have, eliciting critical and jealous spirits.

I see you.

I see you if you are a spouse.

I see you if you are a first responder or military or medical staff.

But more importantly, God sees you, for we are NEVER alone. Let the devil chew on that as he limps away with his nasty tail between his legs.

Feel free to share this poem and truth to encourage others in this space today.

Thanksgiving is full of blessing, beginning with the breath He put in our lungs. Let’s start there and focus today on being content with what we have already been given. Let’s celebrate when we reunite with our loved ones working this day.

If you would like me and my husband to pray for you through this week, please leave a comment or email me directly at juliedibblespeaks@gmail.com.

All photos in this post are from Pixabay.com.

In Christ,

Julie

 

3 thoughts on “A Poem to Honor Those Who Work on Thanksgiving

  1. Amen Julie! God bless and protect your husband as he serves and protects your community! God bless you all! I wrote a post last night titled “Love Always Protects.” Part of that post was standing up for Christian cops and soldiers. Thank God for brave men like your husband! He is a real man with a brave heart of love! Happy Thanksgiving!🦃😊

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