| "Cowboy Prayer of Thanks" Ol' horse and I, we're tuckered out, we've had a long, hard day, Checkin' cows and windmills and fences along the way. Then pickin' winter feedin' grounds and where we'll fence the stacks And makin' sure we're ready to store our cow cake sacks. So now were headed on towards home, ol' horse, he knows the way, Evenin's fallen, soft and warm, we're still some miles away. That ol' barn is sure invitin' and that cozy kitchen, too, Where we'll have food and comfort, Lord, we owe it all to You. So now while things are quiet as I ride along the trail I can come to You and visit and give thanks that You prevail. Now, most of us just do our work each day as it comes past Without our givin' thanks to You, the One who makes it last. So, Lord, I know I'm somewhat slow in keepin' up the thanks But then You know what's in my heart and see on You I bank. And Lord this life You've given me is all that I could ask, And for Your watchin' over me, pray I'm equal to the task. Now, lord, we're comin' into home, we smell familiar smells, And sounds that come in from the night tell us all is well. Then tomorrow we'll start again, refreshed with food and rest, And, Lord, we give You many thanks, we know we're greatly blest. So thanks we give with humble hearts for all Your blessed Grace For watchin' o'er us while we sleep and while we work this place. And thanks we give for favors done which we don't know or ask So hear me, Lord, I come with thanks for Your help in every task. "Keep a leg on each side and your mind in the middle and you'll never have to walk home" ©2005 Slim McNaught All Rights Reserved |
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| June / July |
Fourth of July!
What a blast! Talk to folks around and they smile and tell about firecrackers, rodeo,
camping boating, picnics, and fun and more fun. Freedom? You don't hear that mentioned
much any more. Back in the late 30's and early 40's, as I remember, we were a fairly
patriotic nation. Then the second World War came and our patriotism exploded. We worked
and fought hard for a common cause, freedom. If we had not had that national bond of
patriotism and focus of purpose we would be speaking Japanese, or some other foreign
tongue, today.
I still get that lump in my throat when the flag goes by in the grand entry at a rodeo or a
parade down main street. I look at that flag and I see my ancestors and their friends
puttin' their lives on the line to defend our rights. Because of this dedication to the
principles we hold so dear, we have been blest with a good life, but it sure looks to me like
we got purty lax in givin' thanks to our Maker for all the blessin's He gives us.
Got to thinkin' back about a prayer I wrote I called "Cowboy Prayer of Thanks". It was
included in my latest book called "A Book of Cowboy Prayers" just out in April of this
year. It goes like this:
©2005 Slim McNaught
What a blast! Talk to folks around and they smile and tell about firecrackers, rodeo,
camping boating, picnics, and fun and more fun. Freedom? You don't hear that mentioned
much any more. Back in the late 30's and early 40's, as I remember, we were a fairly
patriotic nation. Then the second World War came and our patriotism exploded. We worked
and fought hard for a common cause, freedom. If we had not had that national bond of
patriotism and focus of purpose we would be speaking Japanese, or some other foreign
tongue, today.
I still get that lump in my throat when the flag goes by in the grand entry at a rodeo or a
parade down main street. I look at that flag and I see my ancestors and their friends
puttin' their lives on the line to defend our rights. Because of this dedication to the
principles we hold so dear, we have been blest with a good life, but it sure looks to me like
we got purty lax in givin' thanks to our Maker for all the blessin's He gives us.
Got to thinkin' back about a prayer I wrote I called "Cowboy Prayer of Thanks". It was
included in my latest book called "A Book of Cowboy Prayers" just out in April of this
year. It goes like this:
©2005 Slim McNaught
