Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thursday Tea and Poem; Tea With Me

Tea With Me

A little brown bird looked in to see
What I was spreading on bread for tea.
He looked so hungry I felt I must
Eat the middle and leave him the crust.

The very next day he came again
Shivering cold in the pouring rain.
"I'm hungrier still today," he said.
So I ate the crust and gave him the bread.

Now every day, whatever the weather,
That sparrow and I have our tea time together.
We chirrup and chatter like very old friends
And I eat the odds up while he eats the ends.

~Alison Winn~

 A wife of noble character who can find?
   She is worth far more than rubies.
  Her husband has full confidence in her
   and lacks nothing of value.
  She brings him good, not harm,
   all the days of her life.
  She selects wool and flax
   and works with eager hands.
  She is like the merchant ships,
   bringing her food from afar. 

She gets up while it is still night;
   she provides food for her family
   and portions for her female servants.
  She considers a field and buys it;
   out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
  She sets about her work vigorously;
   her arms are strong for her tasks.

 She sees that her trading is profitable,
   and her lamp does not go out at night.
 In her hand she holds the distaff
   and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
 She opens her arms to the poor
   and extends her hands to the needy.
 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
   for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
 She makes coverings for her bed;
   she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
   where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
She makes linen garments and sells them,
   and supplies the merchants with sashes.
 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
   she can laugh at the days to come.
 She speaks with wisdom,
   and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
 She watches over the affairs of her household
   and does not eat the bread of idleness. 

Her children arise and call her blessed;
   her husband also, and he praises her:

“Many women do noble things,
   but you surpass them all.”
 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
   but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
   and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

~Proverbs 31: 10-31~

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