A Thanksgiving Prayer
Even though I clutch my blanket and growl
when the alarm rings each morning,
Thank you, Lord, that I can hear.
There are many who are deaf.
Even though I keep my eyes tightly closed
against the morning light as long as possible,
Thank you Lord, that I can see.
There are many who are blind.
Even though I huddle in my bed
and put off the effort of rising,
Thank you, Lord that I have the strength to rise.
There are many who are bedridden.
Even though the first hour of my day is hectic,
when socks are lost, toast is burned,
and tempers are short,
Thank you, Lord, for my family.
There are many who are lonely.
Even though our breakfast table never looks
like the pictures in magazines
and the menu is at times unbalanced,
Thank you, Lord for the food we have.
There are many who have no job.
Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate
from day to day and wish
my circumstances were not so modest,
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of life.
~Author Unknown~
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