Everyday Thanksgiving

Everyday Thanksgiving


Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings, thank
You, Lord, that I can hear. There are many who are deaf.
Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long
as possible, thank You, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind.

Even though I huddle in my bed and put off 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, thanks when socks are
lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so
loud. 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 are hungry.

Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous, thank You,
Lord, for the opportunity to work. 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 life.

–Author unknown


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