Showing posts with label truck-drivers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label truck-drivers. Show all posts

Friday, November 21, 2014

Of Fireside and Friendly Chair (hubby would testify this is definitely a direction on his compass:)


 I was going to call the person who kicked off their footwear to come and put it away...then I noticed most of it was mine...oops;-(

PAD Challenge day 21: For today’s prompt, pick a direction on the compass, make it the title of your poem, and write that poem.



From north and south, from east and west
Wherever we come from
The one direction we love best
Is that which points us home

The heart for all its dreaming ways
Wherever it may roam
Concedes, no matter where its strays
There is no place like home

The footwear on the rag-mat there
Are worn by those we love
Its fingerprints and crumbs and cares
A sacred treasure-trove

And though the lure of distant quest
Of sea or mountain air
May draw us, north, south, east and west
To taste its fancied fare

…nothing can ever quite compare
With that to which we come
Of fireside and friendly chair
And darling home, sweet home

© Janet Martin

Jim says there is one thing that motivates him every Monday when he leaves; to see how soon he can point the nose of his rig homeward. It is pointed that way now somewhere in the big, white north.


 Most truckers prefer the green backdrop to white:)

Last week this crash reignited fervent prayer for all our trucker-heroes! Thankfully no one was seriously hurt!



We are proud and thankful for our dedicated transport truck-drivers!


 

Friday, March 1, 2013

Life's Moment-sky





 This morning life's moment-sky is as colorless and bleak as the landscape.

In my heart of hearts I know
This time beneath life’s moment-sky
Is but a twinkling ebb and flow
Before we bid its gasp good-bye

This time beneath life’s moment-sky
Is a scabbard of mystery
And none of us can prophesy
The details shaping history

Its keen, ephemeral ebb and flow
Will test and try our boasted trust
For none of us can really know
Our depth of faith until we must

Before we bid its gasp good-bye
May we acknowledge only this
…One greater than life’s moment-sky
Prevails, and where we are HE IS

© Janet Martin

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9

The truck my husband drives broke down shortly after he loaded in Sask. yesterday. Since no mechanic has time to even look at it until next week he is flying home this morning. We never know what a day will bring and it is better in the long run that we do not. God provides grace and strength in our hour of need and only for the hour we are in!



Monday, November 19, 2012

Big Wheels Turning



They turn...
Those big wheels
Fueled by love and passion
By desire and demand
By duty and dreams

They turn
Taking Daddies from their babies
Men from their lovers
But love's sacrifice has no end
it seems

They turn
Kept by prayers
of little girls in flannel nighties
and boys of
 rambunctious lust

Big wheels turning
in the moonlight
as miles cool farewell kisses
and bills keep a-coming...
in God we trust

Janet;  (for hubby) who lives above eighteen wheels turning...

Poetics Aside Prompt: Wheels Poem