Even though I hide under 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 may be hectic, when socks are lost,
toast is burned, tempers can grow 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 different, thank you, Lord, for life.
Love to all,
Don from Maryland